"Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights"
📍 Some brothel in Delhi
"Such soft supple thing, I'm proud of you for keeping her Rahul"Reshma appreciated the little girl gliding her hands over her face as the little girl wailed on her wooden swing.
"Naaz, let's name her Naaz"she announced, looking through a tattered booklet of Arab names.
Clients always like girls with beautiful names.
Rahul nudged Lucky's shoulder "Thankgod I named you otherwise she would have named you something like that"and laughed.
"Naaz, I'll raise her to be the best of best"
"The best whore of all time"one pimp shouted as others followed with hooting and whistling.
Lucky looked at his feet, trying to stop the tears from falling as one escaped onto his feet.
Aasira died and Noor,he haven't seen her from last two weeks.He was still so mad at her for lying.It was his sister's body and he couldn't even see her for the last time.
Yet he missed Noor,her creaking voice,her stupid jokes and the way she comforted him.
Had he made the wrong choice in anger,to be here with Rahul?he was so mad and so so scared,there was noone to protect him after Aasira and now Noor is gone too.
Then he looked at the little girl,Naaz.Is that how Aasira and Noor saw him?So little,so naive,so helpless and innocent.
His eyes met the girl's as he shook his head, trying to soothe her with eyes,he wasn't even a bit sure she would even see him in those twenty - thirty people present there but she did.
And then she stopped crying and it gave him a warm feeling as he slowly smiled at her.It just felt nice and right and brave and warm,like Aasira.
Like he was Aasira and she was him.
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📍 Viraat's residence,Delhi
"Self defense? it involves narcotics too,Thappar"the Home minister said in a hushed tone.
"There is nothing I can do" he added.
"What happens now?" Viraat asks quietly.
"Thappar you know the answer better than me" he replied.
"Yeah but I don't know how Sheen will handle all this at such a small age,poor child" Viraat said.
"Sheen??What do you mean?"Home minister asked worried.
"A case would be filed,court execution and then jail because as you said Self Defense?The man went into coma on his way to hospital and it involves narcotics too" Viraat answered.
"Your forensic officer beat him up not Sheen"the minister shouted.
"Says who?My team says different and so will the police officers present there" Viraat said softly.
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Unit 001
Gizem / GerilimA long buried case,an untold truth and three college friends. A brothel,two kids who've spent a decade in the inane lights of crime and abuse,would they ever be able to make it out? And a Special Force Unit set up to clean up the crime city,Delhi;t...
