The Lost Queen of the Amazons

Chapter 4: The Perfect Murder

Security around every candidate was increased threefold with at least one RAW agent assigned to each security team. They had body cams and ear pieces through which they could communicate and capture everything as it went by. 

Abhay smiled looking at the security outside Dr. K.V Rama Rao's house. He had recognized the RAW agent standing there. Amar Singh, his nephew. They looked similar except the scar running across his chin. But he always wore a mask to cover it up.

Amar never played by the rules and he never listened to Verena. He hated foreigners and in his eyes, she was a foreigner protecting a country that wasn't hers. So he was his perfect prey.

He excused himself from his position and went to the bathroom. After he was done, he went to the sink to wash his hands. Abhay sneaked up from behind him.

He held a handkerchief to his mouth. Amar immediately started struggling but Abhay was stronger as he  held him. Amar made muffling sounds, trying to elbow Abhay but it was like hitting a brick wall. It didn't affect him and he was positioned in such a way that his blows weren't strong enough to do damage.

Abhay held him for two minutes before he passed out. He slipped into Amar's suit and grabbed his earpiece and phone where the schedules were sent. He tied Amar and locked him inside a stall before putting on the mask. He exited the bathroom and hung a work-in-progress card on the door.

He nodded to the others as he took his position right outside his office door. He checked his phone. There were eighteen unread messages from Verena instructing him to have his bodycam on him at all times. He chuckled to himself and checked other messages.

The timetable was out and according to it, Amar was supposed to be inside Rao's office. He checked his watch and knocked on the door. 

"Come in." A voice called.

He entered the room. "Sir I'm agent Kalki and its my duty now." He stated. There was another guard at the door, who stood in attention.

Abhay nodded at him as he exited the room. Rao leaned back in his chair, sighing as Abhay quietly locked the door. His dark hair was thinning and a pair of vicious dark eyes hid behind his glasses. He always preferred wearing white clothes for God-knows-what reason.

"Is it absolutely necessary?" He asked.

Abhay nodded his head, briefly glancing at the camera in the room. "I'm afraid so sir. Its protocol."

He sighed and shook his head. "Who is the agent on lose anyway?"

"Its agent Hawk. He was one of the strongest agents."

"I've heard of Hawk but I've heard of agent Phoenix too. Apparently she's very hot."

Abhay clenched his fists tight. "Yes sir. She is. She is also one of RAW's best agents. In fact she's leading this case sir."

"A pretty woman like her should be a teacher, not an agent. Its too hard for a woman to be in this line."

"She is more than capable of doing anything." He defended her. It was slowly starting to get on his nerves. He hated it when people assumed things about his girlfriend and it was 2030 for Heaven's sake and people are still nowhere close to achieving Gender Equality. 

"Of course. If you have her number, kindly forward it to me. I really need a personal assistant." He smirked.

He nodded his head stiffly, his body tensing at the thought of another man having dirty thoughts about Verena just because she was a woman. "Of course sir." He muttered.

He took out his phone and pretended to type something. But suddenly the lights went out. Before Rao could utter another word, two gunshots filled the air and the lights instantly went on. The lights revealed the horror.

Rao's head was inclined at an angle to his side, his eyes open and blank staring into a distance as blood trickled from gunshot wound on his forehead. Blood stained his perfectly white crisp shirt through the hole on his chest. The guards had to break open the door to find him and by the time they did, Abhay was long gone.

"Unacceptable!" Verena yelled at Amar, who sat across from her in the conference room.

"You had one job to do Amar. You are a good agent but if you can't follow orders, how the hell will you build up your career?"

"This isn't about that." He said. "I'm protecting my country. There's no career here."

"We all are trying to protect our country and right now Abhay is a threat to India and its citizens."

"Good for you then. You're not an Indian citizen are you?"

"Enough Amar!" Varun exclaimed. "You are off this case and suspended for a week."

"Yes sir."

"You listen to him but not me? I was directly your superior in this case."

"I take orders from an Indian officer trying to protect India, not an outsider."

"I'm a citizen of this country as much as you are Amar."

He shook his head. "No. You do not belong here among. Abhay probably ran away because of your looks and accent though you have been living here for so long."

"That's it. Get out!" Varun ordered.

"Happily. Jai hind." He stated and walked out of the room.

Varun turned to Verena. "Don't listen to him Verena."

"But he's right isn't he? I'm not from here."

"True, your roots may not be from here but it matters what you choose. Do you choose this country to be your homeland?"

"Of course I do. India sheltered me when my real parents abandoned me."

"Oh come on. I'm sure your parents wanted the best for you."

"By abandoning me. Don't sugarcoat it papa."

He sighed. "Fine. You were left on our doorstep. I had suggested we turn you in to the authorities but your mother stopped me. She wanted a child and I was infertile so we couldn't have one."

"You were against it?"

"I was. I hadn't realized how much of a blessing you were until you turned three. You had made a drawing of us, all three of us and had written 'I love you dad'. Then I realized that what you had gone through before was not just. It was unfair to you. I told to myself that from then, no one in the world would be able to love you as much as I did."

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