Khushi's Web

Chapter 2

ASR was pacing to and from in the interrogation room. He'd been here for the past two minutes but those 2 minutes felt like 2 years. He was not used to confinement and thank God he was not cuffed. Federal agents had come to his hotel room and politely asked him to come to the station. How they had got to know his location was still a mystery. He will have to speak to Aman, little did he know it was Aman himself who had directed the feds to him upon hearing their reason and for the first time Aman concealed something from ASR. He could not even pick the phone to tell him the reason why the feds wanted to question him.

During their drive, the feds couldn't tell him as he was busy on his phone barking instructions to God-knows who. He watched as a lady in a black and white suit joined him in the small room and politely asked him to switch off his cell. She meant business and like a good citizen he did as he was told.

'You better have a valid reason why I am here officer, or the consequences won't be good. You have wasted my time and spoiled my day as it is.'

'What to do Mr. Raizada, my job is not as special as yours.'

'Watch your tone lady, you don't want to see yourself looking for another useless job and its ASR.'

'Are you threatening me?'

'I don't make threats I act on my words now on with it, why am I here and where are your seniors?'

'When did you last spoke to Mrs. Raizada?' the probationary agent, Shweta Bakshi asked.

'Khushi? Why do you ask?'

'ASR, your wife is missing?'

''What the... what kind of sick joke is this? Khushi must be at home only or maybe she went to the temple. Let me call her.'

'She is not at home ASR.'

'Well, she must be at one of our relatives.'

'We have ruled out those possibilities ASR. We believe she was attacked at your home, and we have evidence to support our assumptions. Now back to the question, when did you last spoke?'

'Listen here, I must go and look for my Khushi. She must be scared. This questioning...'

'Cooperate with me please ASR. I know I'm just a nobody in front of you but like every other agent out there in the field we want to bring Mrs. Raizada home. I believe your team has already gathered with the bureau for a way forward.'

'Get Aman to meet me here,' Arnav said, and S. Agent Shweta motioned something through the window and sat down looking at ASR. She wanted to gauge his feelings right now but damn the man was not letting off anything.

'So, back to my question...'

'Last Sunday at 21:07:38 pm.'

Shweta's eyes hit the back of her head. What kind of man was he? He remembered the time down to seconds.

'That must be a week ago,' Shweta summed. 'Any particular reason why you know the timing so precisely?'

'She is my wife damnit and we'd just fought. We fight like any other couple out there and our fights are normally cute to meaningless and then we make up but the last time it was serious. I told her I was not going to speak to her again.'

'Looks like your wish is in the making'

'Don't you dare speak ill of my wife or I will forget who you are as you seem to have forgotten yourself.' His voice was steely, and Shweta regrated her words immediately.

'Forgive me ASR, that was my mistake and I'm sorry.'

'You better be.'

'What was the fight about?'