Fitoor

Chapter 13

Mishti Bose

"Hey. Is Abir here?" I asked to the receptionist outside his office. She eyed me differently. As in, really weird.
"Abir sir, is here. Aapke paas appointment hai?" She questioned.
Guess that's where the attitude of her boss comes from. All of his employees are like him.

"Us duffer se milne ke liye appointment chahiye hota hai?" I laughed as she stood glaring at me.
"Tell him I'm Doctor Bose. He'll understand." I informed and she dashed off rolling her eyes.
"He's calling you in." She told and I nodded.
"Thank you." I said and she widened her eyes. I'm not the one with ego who forgets how to thank others when they help.

She just smiled and nodded again.
"Abir?" I questioned.
"Come in." Came his reply. I entered inside and sat on one of the empty chairs.
"Yes sir. We'll finish the paperwork soon and give you a call." He was talking to someone on his phone.
"Sir, London branch has been under construction for 2 years now. I'm taking every precaution seriously." Abir said.

As it was boring, I took a paper and pen nearby and started doodling. I liked drawing these kind of small cute things when I'd be free. And when he finished, he cleared his throat twice and then I noticed him.
"Paise nahi de raha hu us art ke liye." He said.
"Maine maanga bhi nahi." I told.

"Timepass karne ke liye mera office hi mila kya?" Abir sarcastically questioned.
"Hogaya? Amnesia hai kya? Kal tumne hi to bataya tha ki un do OLX piece ke baare me discuss karenge." I stated frantically.
"Fine. Vardhan family ke baare me baat karne ke liye zyada kuch nahi hai. Sab kuch papers aur magazines me pehle hi chhap chuka hai." He sighed.

"That Rishi Vardhan's brother was accused of transferring illegal money into shell companies. Phir kya hua?" I asked.
"Kunal took over the company. And then we gained the market place fastly." He informed.
"But that's the story for outsiders. Bas two years me Sindhu Vardhan ke influence wajah se Kunal was able to gain maximum profit." He added.
"So something happened in 2 years." I contemplated.

I sat still for few minutes. What if I could trust him and tell about PRIDE? No no! I can't get myself to share that confidential information so soon. Let me check his loyalty and then, we could do something.

"Hello? To earth madam." He snapped his fingers at me.
"Agar hum us gap ke baare me information collect kar sakte hai, then we can expose them. I'm sure Sahana Singh bhi involved hai." I said.
"Hmm, not bad." He eyed me smirking.
"Kya?" I asked.

"For a brain like yours, tum kaafi intelligent ho." He remarked.
"Sab aapka training hai sir. Brainless log kaise is duniya me jee sakte hai, ye aapse hi to seekha maine." I smiled widely.
"Enough. Now it's your turn. Batao Sahana Singh ke biography." He joined his palms and rested his elbows on the chair. Why was that so hot! I have to really cleanse my brain.

"Varun uncle was very kind as far as I can remember. Mai unse sirf do ya teen baar mili thi. But he was very jovial and enthusiastic. Unke accident ke baad, Sahana aunty stayed in Kolkata but Kuhu came with us. After four years, unhone Bangalore me ghar kharida. Tab se Kuhu unke saath rehne lagi." I informed.

"Strange. Vardhans bhi ek saal baad Bangalore aagaye. Maybe it was planned." He told.
"Shayad. But if we get a hold of their accounts, phir hum unke transactions ko trace kar sakte hai. Aur-"
"Slow down madam. Sindhu Vardhan ke company me ghuske unka documents chori karna utna easy nahi hai." Abir warned.

"Yeah. But not in Kunal Vardhan's company." I winked and smiled.
"No no no! Humne deal kiya tha na, usko involve nahi karenge." He declared.
"Are but only on this mission. Uske baad-"
"Nanko is innocent Mishti. Usko involve karke mai risk nahi le sakta. Jante ho na Vardhans are dangerous people?" He questioned.