After two months,
It was annoyingly hot in India by the time June arrived.
After the self-study session ended at night, Naira waited till the other students filled out before she got on her bicycle. She took the road to a quiet alley to head home. It might be deserted but she could shorten her journey by over ten minutes.
Before she could cycle out of the alley,she caught a whiff of blood with her keen nose.
She frowned.
Naira was very familiar with the scent of blood. Other girls would have fled the scene if they were in her shoe .
However , Naira was no longer an ordinary young woman. She continued her cycling as if nothing had happened. Indeed, within a minute she witnessed a fight happening in this deserted alley.
Chewing her gum, Naira's one foot was on ground and the other on the pedal. She pocketed her hand and handled the bicycle with others.
One man verses one, two, three, four, five , six and seven.
What a unfair. Anyways, not my business!
She looked at the scene before the man who was beaten to a pulp was now losing his strength. She whistled loudly gaining their attention. The dark street with yellow lights reflecting on road.
None face was clear.
Hearing Naira's whistled the man among the group screamed," Scram"
As she was tall, skinny, and clad in a school uniform , the leader of the attackers screamed at her furiously.
Naira's brow knitted together impatiently.
"You are blocking my way"
"You have a death wish" the leader roared trying to scare her. The man they are beating is roughly under their clutch. They have gone to length to caught him.
Their plan was to harm Vaibhav Shergill, since he was back in India a month ago. But they couldn't reach him . On knowing he's coming back again for a purpose they planned to kidnap him but to their shock instead of Vaibhav there was someone else. On looking keenly they found their second target Abhimanyu Mehra, business tycoon, who had landed last week in India.
Naira wasn't aware who he was nor Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu knew her by name. He has never got to see her face.
Naira's interven angered them. Anyone who would
stopped them doing that have to die.He furiously marched towards her . Naira glanced at her wrist watch it's already past ten in the night.
I'm already late. I've promised Shamini to celebrate her birthday.
Before the man could lay his hand on her shoulder, Naira cycled and moved Swiftly. Within a blink of eye she managed to heat the guy making him fall in a miserable heap.
Looking at her moves, the leader was stunned, he wasn't ready for her quick moves. He looked her muderously before marching towards her.
Naira who was getting impatient as time was flewing,"wrap it fast"
With a knife in his hand he marched making a swift move startling her.
She wasn't ready.
Although she tightened her grip on his wrist without showing any emotion on her face. Within a blink she furiously hit him down making him stumbled. Folding her sleeves she charged the fight with her quick moves.
The fight was nothing for her.
Looking down at a man who was beaten to the pulp she crotched down,"Hello mister. Wake up"
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