"Kaisi baat karo rahi ho madam ji, mane khud is hotel mein kamara book karayo tho...aap chahe toh check kar lo...!" A man said to hotel receptionist, who is giving them a disgusting look, because he is wearing a dhoti- angarkha with pagri. While his wife who is standing beside him wearing ghaghra choli with chunri. (Imagine Rajashtani outfit wala look).
"Dekhiye sir yahan kisi bhi Veer Chaudhari ke naam se room book nhi hua hai...!" The receptionist said rudely. "Oh chhori tameez se baat kar mahare bind se, Kisanpur gaanv ke mukhiya hai...!" A lady whose face is cover with veil said to the receptionist with anger. "
Sorry madam but sach mein is hotel mein aapke husband ke naam se koi bhi booking nhi hai...!"
"O..ji aapne pakka hamare liye room book kiya tha na..?" She whispered to her husband. "Haan kiya hai aap rukiye kuch kshan." He whispered and then looked at the receptionist. "Behan ji tane pakka mahra naam hi daala hai apne computer par?"
"Ji sir...Veer Chaudhari naam hai na aapka?" "Hai toh par pura naam Veer Singh Chaudhari hai, the aap ek baar aur check kar lo..! " The receptionist hummed and then checked the guest list. "Yes sir hai aapka naam hai list mein..!"
"Maine ka bola se..mahra naam hai, aap hi maan nhi rahi thi..!" He said tauntingly. "Sorry sir...aapki ID dijiye sir...!" He gives his ID to her. "Room no. 156! " The receptionist said, giving him his ID and keys. "Dhanyavaad madam...!" He said with a smile.
In the hotel room
"Hasshhh..finally hotel mein enter ho hi gye...!" The lady said, removing her veil. "Jyada khush mat hoiye Miss Malik..aur apna ghunghat kyu hataya?" Anubhav scolded Haseena.
(I know pata chal hi gya tha)
"Sir yahan koi camera aur mic nhi hai aur waise bhi itni garmi mein yeh ghunghat mein hamara dam ghut raha hai...!" She said with a smile.
"Santosh Sharma ne us room mein camera aur mic laga diye hai na?" He asked, taking out laptop and some wires from his bag.
"Ji sir....waise sir hum change kar sakte hai?" She asked. "Hmm...kar lijiye par jaldi kyunki samay vyarth nhi kar sakte hum...!" He said while fixing his belongings. "Hum bas do minute mein aaye, aap chahe toh aap bhi change kar sakte hai...!" He hummed.
After a while she changed her clothes and entered the room. She smiles seeing her senior busy with laptop and phone, maybe he is chatting with someone.
"Sir kya hua?" She asked while sitting beside him. "Yeh room police ne seal kiya hai yeh baat jante huye bhi, ek waiter is room mein aaya aur kuch saman rakh kar chala gya toh bas apne cyber team ko is hotel mein active her number ki details bhejne ko kaha hai...!"
"Par sir yahan kam se kam 100 guests honge aur unki details nikalna aur phir hume pata kaise chalega ki yahan koi supicious person hai kyunki call log bahut jyada honge...!"
"Nhi Miss Malik humne sirf pichhle teen din ke records mange hai kyunki, teen din pehle hi hamare upar humle aur baki sab hua hai..!" He replied. She hummed and turned her gaze to laptop screen.
"Sir yeh room change nhi lag raha hai?" She said suspiciously. "Matlab?" "Matlab yeh sir ki woh sofa us window ke paas tha..!"
"Ek second...yani ki us diwar ke peeche kuch hai...(She looks at him questioningly) jab hamari team ne investigation ki tab woh sofa wahan jaanbujhar rakha gya taki humse koi bhi us deewar ke paas na jaye aur jaye bhi toh jyada dhyan na de..!" He explained. "Toh sir kitne baje jana hai us room mein?" She asked. "Hotel ko shant hone dijiye....!"
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The Phoenix ✔
Mystery / ThrillerSecret agents who have sacrificed their lives while serving the country live for their country by living away from their families and sometimes die in oblivion. Like these agents, there is an agent who can sacrifice his life for the country, whose e...
