HM walked over to the mother and son… She placed her hand on VG’s neck and moved her fingers in a certain fashion causing him to fall unconscious… “Yeh kya kar rahi ho Meher?? Tumne Vikram ko behosh kyu kiya?? Yeh sab kya chal raha hai??” VG’s mother said… “Aap pehle shant ho jaiye… Hum aapko sab batate hai…” HM said and starting untying her… “Humara naam Haseena Malik hai… Aur hum yaha aapki aur MG Gill ki security ke liye aaye hai…” “Toh fir tumne Vikram ko kyu??” “Tanya ek bohot badi criminal hai aur hume shaq hai ke Vikram bhi uske saath mila hua hai… Jab tak hum yeh confirm nahi kar lete ke Vikram aur Tanya mile hue nahi hai hum uspe trust nahi kar sakte…” she said explaining her actions… She had deliberately excluded the Nuclear War head part as it was highly confidential… “Abhi hume Tanya ko pakadne jana hoga aur hum aapko Vikram ke saath akela nahi chod sakte… isiliye humne unhe behosh kiya…” she continued… “Lekin Vikram aisa nahi kar sakta… Woh apne hi maa-baap ko kyu hani pohchana chahega…??” “Aapka sawal jayaz hai Ma’am… But hone ko kuch bhi ho sakta hai… Hum koi chance nahi le sakte… Agar Vikram nirdosh hai toh achi baat hai… unhe kuch nahi hoga…” HM said assuring her… “Abhi aap yahi rahiye… chahe jo ho jaye aap baher nahi aayengi…” HM warned her and left the house…
Meanwhile, TV had successfully obtained the box with the trigger… She had threatened MG Gill into opening the secret closet… She had turned him unconscious after that… With a victorious smile she picked the box and looked at it with happiness… She had completed the task assigned to her… “Waah… Ab aayega maza… Dhamaka hoga… Dhamaka…” she said with a villainous smile… She pulled her phone out and was about to dial a number when… “Ek baar dekh toh lo… kahi box khali toh nahi hai??” “Tum…?? Tum yaha kaise aaye??” she said looking at the source of the voice… “Humari purani aadat hai… Hum achanak prakat ho jate hai…” AS said with a smirk… “Tumhe toh mai… ek min…” she opened the box… It was empty… Her expressions changed but AS was still smiling… “Yeh khali kyu hai?? Kaha hai trigger…??” she screamed… “Wahi jaha use hona chahiye… ekdum surakshit…” She was huffing in anger… “Waise pariyojana toh utkrisht thi… parantu asafal rahi…” AS taunted… She was having hard time understanding him… confusion clearly visible on her face… “Lekin yeh sab kiya kaise??” “Batate hai…” he said and started moving around her in circles…
“Thoda bhootkal mei chalte hai…” “Bhoot… what??” “Past… atit…” AS said in his usual… “Haseena ji aur hume ek bistar pe sota dekh aapka sandeh toh kam ho gaya parantu Gill Sir ka sandeh abhi dur nahi hua tha… Kya kare… Sena ke uchchatam Adhikari hai… Aapne ilake ko ache se jante hai… Jante hai ke yaha koi loot maar nahi ho sakti… Toh Vikram par hamla asambhav hai…” he continued… “Hum unka sandeh dur kar hi rahe the ke hume Haseena ji ne aapki kartut ke bare mei bataya…” she looked at him confused… “Wahi… humare kaksh mei dhwanigrahi lagani ki…” “Dhw… dhwani… kya??” AS chuckled… he was purposely using purest Hindi words to mess with her… “Microphone…” he answered… “Toh humne ussi raat Sir ko onboard liya… Unse aangan mei mile… Aur sab kuch bata diya…” “Fir…??” “Fir… Kamre mei chale gaye sone ke liye…” He said innocently… She closed her eyes in frustration… “Tumhe officer kisne banaya… Trigger ka kya kiya??” she asked irritatedly… “Ohh… toh aap aise aa rahi thi…” he said with a smirk… “Fir… Jab aap jagrathe ki tayari kar rahi thi… toh humne aur sir ne milke trigger ka sthan badal diya… Fir…” “Fir…??” “Fir aap sab ko ye galatfehmi hui ke Haseena ji garbhavatee hai jo ki asambhav hai…” TV hit her head on the box… AS was enjoying her ordeal… “Are fir trigger kaha chupaya??” she said gritting her teeth…
“Trigger…? Woh toh… Ahaa… woh hum aapko nahi bata sakte… Kya hai na desh ki suraksha ka sawal hai…” AS said… TV had it enough… The trigger was missing, she had failed and he was messing around with her… She pulled out a knife and pointed it towards him… “Devi ji… yeh toh galat baat hai… Aapke pas ye tez chaaku aur hum nihathe… yeh toh vishamta hui…” he said trying to tease her… “Ae… chup… bol bol ke dimaag kharab kar diya… Ab upar jake bolte rehna…” she said angrily and tried to attack him… He kept dodging her blows… She tried to attack his neck, he held her wrist… She tried to free her hand but couldn’t… She looked at him and saw him smiling… She pushed him with her other hand and he let her go… Tackling her was a matter of seconds but he was in the mood of having some fun… He also had to wait for HM to arrive… TV swinged at him again… he moved back but not completely out of the arc… The knife blade grazing his chest, spilling out blood… He looked down at the wound and smiled… She attacked him again… This time he held her hand, pulled the knife out and turned her around twice and pushed her… The momentum caused her to lose balance… Anger rising inside her…
TV pulled out her gun… “Socha tha iska use nahi karungi…” she said pointing the gun at him… “Yaadi aap hume maar dengi toh aapko trigger ke sthan ka pata kaise chalega??” “Uski tension tum mat lo… Uska pata mere boss lagwa lenge… Agar tum humari gang mei apna officer bhej sakte ho toh kya hum apna aadmi tumhari system bhej nahi sakte…?” she said tauntingly… His blood boiled but he maintained the smile on his face… “Kuch adhik vishwas hai aapko apne ‘Boss’ par…” he said with a smirk… “Ab jab aapne nishchit kar liya hai kea ap hume marnewali hai… toh hum aapko kuch aur batana chahte hai… antim ichcha samajh lijiye…” he said with a sad expression… She smiled thinking she had won… “Batao… batao jaldi trigger kaha hai…” he chuckled… “Aapse kisne kaha hum trigger ka pata bata rahe hai aapko…?” “Toh aur kya batana hai…??” “Aapki galatfehmi dur karni hai…” “Kaise galatfehmi??” “Yahi ke aapne humare jhooth pakda…” she was confused… “Matlab??” “Humne janbujh kar apna naam Vihaan Shergil se Veer Kohli kar liya tha… Taki aap hume pakde… Aur hadbadi mei galti kar baithe… Jo aapne ki… aur khud chalke aa phasi humare jaal mei…” he said proudly… “Maut ke nazdeek tum khade ho aur keh rahe ho ke mai phas gayi… Bewakoof ho tum…” she said angrily… “Woh toh waqt hi batayega kon bewakoof hai aur kon samajhdaar…” he taunted… “Tumhari toh…” with that TV pulled the trigger…