My Strong Secretary (Riansh ff)

Chapter 15

Vansh

When we start something, we can feel a bit or maybe more than just a bit demotivation.

But the thing is, it really does not matters is that at least you started as most cannot really gather the courage to start anything, escaping their fears and trying to find a safe haven.

Because we fear the future but if we do not step up than how will we fight our fears.

The fear of losing suppresses the urge to step up. And it is a mutual feeling, it is all about courage and we all have that. Just that, we need to know about it and know how to use it.

After I found the ID, I practically screamed. This alarmed Riddhima and she followed the noise.

"What just occurred?" she asked panting, catching her breath. She implied to my lunatic scream. She stood up straight, now normal.

She looked unimpressed, I myself was embarrassed at my behavior but I forwarded the information. She scrunched her eyebrows and snatched it from my hands.

Looking at the ID, with sceptical eyes, she took out her phone.

I do not understand, why is she not giving a reaction, this is huge. It should be really useful.

She did something on the ID and stared at the screen of her cell phone.

A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips. She looked at me and shook her head.

Why did she do that? Am I the only one not understanding what she is trying to convey? This seems weird.

"Over two million or maybe more people occupy India," she said while looking at me with that this-ain't-it look.

"we use aadhar as an identity card to identify ourselves and this is an aadhaar" she said while looking at it. That is a good thing, right?

But the emotions on her face told me otherwise, it seemed like we never reached a conclusion.

"and the sad thing is, most of them are fake, since it is an important document, most of the syndicates or illegal-doing criminals or even wanted criminals get a fake one" she continued. No way, this was what she was checking?!

How intelligent is she?! How does she know to differ when I myself cannot?!

"so as to blend in as individuals of this country with an identity that, at the first place, never existed. Terrorists do the same." do not say it, please!

"This is a fake one." she finished. How can I be so stupid? How can I not differ? Of course! I should have known the one behind this is oversmart and would estimate a situation like this.

"Good trap, ok, I have to admit it. If I was not the one here, we would have been misled." She was right, I never would have thought this kind of ids were made.

I had absolutely no idea and I practically would have followed this identity and wasted a lot of time. Thank goodness I had Riddhima helping me out here.

"I think we should get back at searching" I said and she simply nodded.

I went back and started searching anything else that could be useful. That was before we went back with no clues.

Three hours and we found nothing what a waste of time and we were in front of the automobile garage, back to square one.

"Ok, my estimations, the boy escaped from the wall, that is for sure because there are no other ways in and out" she concluded.

Riddhima

"and since we know where he could have went, we search there" we should have noticed something else as well.

If we noticed it that moment maybe things will have not been so tough now, situations would have been better.

"This bastard-" I heard him swearing and turned around immediately, only to notice his eyes glued to the phone screen.

He seemed beyond angry, his eyes and ears were red and his aura turned dangerous. He was giving off the danger vibes. Anyone clever enough would not even go near him, at this time and then his intense hatred visible.

His nerves popped up in anger, as he clutched the phone tight, any moment and the phone would break.

And I am not clever, "Is there a problem?" Stupid, hah, call me whatever you want.

His eyes diverted to me and I got petrified a bit. Well, I bought it on myself. He forward his phone and I took it in my hands. That was when I noticed why he was piqued.

This-this bish!

'Bold of you to assume that you will find anything but it seems like you don't understand my threat quite well'

'I warned you that I will do something and look you just provoked me further'

'Can't you just hand down the company with peace? Is family not important to you anymore?'

'Should I check if it is, no more trying to act smart and that Secretary of yours'

'Does she want to die? Why would she play with fire?'

'Are you not actually risking her life as well?'

'What is up with humanity this day? Why is there some left? Think about it. One more wrong move and I will not be so patient with you'

'Do not be so stupid and co-operate, ok?'

'I'll strike soon'

'Loco'

That bastard! How dare he!

Right now, even I am piqued! I am annoyed at this bitch. Once I find you, you will not be so threatening. I will break you bone by bone. I swear it!

How is he keeping an eye? I need to think logically? And it seems like this bitch did not know that before anyone else, I read those threats. This is someone who can openly keep an eye in public but has troubles keeping an eye inside the office.

In this case, thus, this person can keep eyes when he is outside or proceeding to go to his house.

"What if you change your location of staying for a while?" I stated and looked at him while thinking over it.

"How is that going to change any-" it seems like he understood. His eyes widened. "You mean stay low for a while without being noticed so that it gets hard for that bastard to keep an eye?" I nodded my head.

"Where exactly?" I thought over it for a while and something clicked. I looked at him with sheepish eyes. He seemed to ask through his eyes what I meant.

"Follow me" I simply instructed him.

We were inside the car, it would be easier to talk here. Mr. Perfectionist was driving. I told him to. We are not sure who it is so if it turned out to be the driver and if he hears our conversation, it would be no good for us.

"What do you mean fire you?!" I got a bit startled when he shouted so loud. I calmed him down. "Go according to him, so that we can proceed with the next step! Fire your Secretary, not your bodyguard. That will make it easier." I stated and then continued "You can appoint her back!" I said.

Assuring him that it was all safe, I told him to stop in front of the cafe two blocks away from my house. This cafe is owned by my friend.

"Call the other Secretary" he called his other Secretary, Angre and told him to pick his car up.

"Ok so now, I have to stay low but where though" he asked me and I smirked.

"With me" I said and entered the cafe.