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Chapter-23

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SIDHARTH'S P.O.V-

I speed off, driving like a mad man violating the traffic rules. I press on the accelerator and my car just lays on the road comfortably as if I am driving at 60km/hr. There is a road block ahead and I curse under my breath knowing they are going to stop me. As I approach, a female cop steps forward into the road, motioning for me to stop and I do. She comes to the window looking pissed as hell but I am more pissed and I don't give a shit about her right now. My main priority is my wife.

"Step out of the car!" she orders. Who the fuck does she think she is? She didn't even greet me and she is already ordering me around. I tilt my head to give her a look and she gasps but I am not sure if its because of my looks or maybe she recognizes me. However I am pretty sure my blood shot eyes are the reason she gasps. I glare at her, giving her a murderous look. Showing her exactly how I am feeling right now.

"Did you just order me to get out of my fucking car?" I ask, gritting my teeth.

"Sir you are driving at 240km/hr on a 80km/hr zone. That warrants arrest." she says looking calmer now.

"Listen to me, I am in a hurry, this is matter of life and death. if I had a police siren in my car, I would have turned it on but I don't. The longer I spend explaining myself to you, the more time I waste. Can I go now?" I mutter annoyed.

"Like I said sir, you are under arrest. What emergency are you talking about?" she questions.

"That's really none of your business!" I retort. She is fucking wasting my time and Shehnaaz is getting away. I wish I could just put a bullet in her skull but there is too many eyes here.

"I need someone to help me escort him here to the nearest police station" she calls out to her colleagues and anger fills my lungs. I feel like I am going to explode any minute now. "Josh you will follow us behind in his car" she says. Then turns to look at me. "Get out of the car Sir."

"First of all, I don't take orders from a high school drop out, dressed in uniform, relying on government to get fucking peanuts called a salary at the end of the month.

Secondly, no one is fucking driving my car.

Thirdly, you are really getting on my nerves and if you are not careful, you will find yourself back in the shack with a job lady. Don't fucking mess with me, it wont end well for you I can promise you that!" I warn angrily.

"Sir the law is law and yo..."

"Fine! You asked for it" I say taking my phone, dialing the minister of transport. On the third ring he answers.

"Mr Shukla. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Mr Steve, I am in a hurry and your people are wasting my time here telling me about traffic laws. I don't think I need to remind you that people will die if this annoying traffic officer continues to waste my time here do I ?" I look at the officer and she doesn't even flinch. She is not scared at all. She is a tough one.

"It doesn't have to come to that Mr Shukla. Please give her the phone." he requests. I hand over my phone to the officer, who is now staring at me, her arms folded on her chest. She is fucking looking down at me and that's disrespectful. I would gladly just drive away from here after this matter is resolved but she is fucking disrespectful. Her eyes widen in shock as she realizes she is speaking to Minister and I smirk.