Haseena was present at the city mall , where the murder had taken place. It was one of the members of the board of directors of the Vedas. He was killed in a public toilet. There were no traces of the weapon used , but just some marks left by the killer. The body was found in one of the stalls of the toilet and on the mirror , it was written with bloody red colour 'i am mysterio , consider me your grim reaper '. Haseena came out of the crime scene and the officer started briefing her about the case.
"Ma'am postmortem report ke hisab se Mr Shah ko scorpion venom diya gya h" the officer said and Haseena looked at him in shock. He further continued "ji ma'am vo bhi koi sadharan zeher nhi.... world's deadliest scorpion deathstalker ka zeher. It can kill a human within minutes."
"Per itni badi jagah pe , jaha itne cameras h itni security h , killer ne yeh kiya kaise?" Haseena asked. "Ma'am actually Aaj is mall main Superstar singer Krish Kapoor ke clothes brand ke showroom ki opening thi" Haseena nodded in an understanding way "isliye Miss Kapoor khud aayi thi, aur jaha vo waha unke fans. Mall main Roz ke comparison main zyada bheed thi ,aur issi bheed ka fayda uthakar killer ne yeh sab kiya" the officer said walking along with Haseena as the journalists covered the news.
"Aur vo to accha h ki Miss Kapoor ke appeal kerne se log shaant ho gye aur bhagdad nhi machi , warna situation out of control ho jati" the officer said taking out his gloves. "Hmm...kya bataya apne venom ke bare main?" Haseena asked again. "Deathstalker scorpion ka zeher ma'am" he repeated himself. "Jaha Tak hume pata h , it's too expensive?" Haseena asked. "Yes ma'am around 1gram of the liquid costs 20,000 rupees" he elaborated.
"To thik h pata kijiye yeh liquid pichle 2 hafto main kis kis ne aur kaha kaha se import karaya h , because it's illegal in India. It's surely some kind of serial killer kyuki iski note se hi lag rha h , ki yeh ek pe rukega nhi. " Haseena said thoughtfully and the officer nodded and left. After the death of the chairman of the same company, three months back , it was the second death relating to that same firm , and it didn't take a second for the news to spread worldwide.
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"Hello...apka kaam ho rha h sir. Maut ka khel shuru ho gya h" nandu , nikhil's secratery informed him over the call and both of them laughed evilly.
______________________________________________________________It was the cremation ceremony of Mr Shah , all the high profile business men , political leaders and stars were there including the new chairman Vihaan and his old secratery, an old friend cum secretary of Mr Chirag Sehgal , Mr Zaid. "Yeh humari company main ho kya rha h? Kaun h vo humara dushman jo hume barbad kerna chahta h?" Vihaan wearing his goggles silently whispered to Mr Zaid while he just remained silent.
As the ceremony was over , both Vihaan and Zaid came back to the Sehgal mansion. "Koi h Jo humari company jeetna chahta h , hume barbad kerna chahta h , aur vo kisi bhi had tak jayega aisa kerne ke liye , per hume waqt rehte usse rokna hoga" the old man looking at the big portrait of his master in the lavish and large hall whom he has served nearly all his life said.
"Dad" Zaid looked behind at Vihaan as he spoke , " Chirag uncle ke gunehgar ko maut tak le Jane ke liye main kuch bhi karunga. Chahe fir duniya se humara rishta chupana ho , ya usse dhund ker maar dalna " he said furiously. Zaid kept his hand on his shoulder and said "Mujhe pata h bete , aur hume yeh kerna hi hoga." Both of them had a very special place for Mr Sehgal in there hearts and they were ready to kill or die for him.
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Haseena came back home around 8:30 in the night , she was wearing a beautiful and elegant pink saree , her hair were tied in a loose bun with light makeup , she was looking beautiful anyhow.
No, she had not gone on a date.
She had gone to solve a case.As she reached near her apartments door , her long heels suddenly tripped and she was about to fall when someone held her from her waist and pulled her closer to their chest. She had tightly closed her eyes but when she didn't fall she slowly opened them to find herself secured in the arms of a person.
She looked at the person , the face was cover with mask and hat but there was no sunglasses, hence she could see the eyes. They had an intense eye lock. She knew it was her weird stranger in her usual disguise. "Kaha se aa rhi ho?" Krish asked still looking intensely into her eyes. Haseena could feel her breaths over her lips as she spoke.
"Ca..case solve ker..kerna gye the" she fumbled in nervousness. It was getting hard for her to handle this proximity. "Aise?" Krish asked...almost checking her out which made haseena's face flushed. Krish's hands on her bare waist was giving goosebumps to her , while her face and their proximity was driving her crazy.
"H..Haan" she uttered. Krish removed her one hand from her waist and looking deeply into her eyes removed her hair pin , as a result her long cascade hairs fell , shining. "Baal khule rakha kro , aur bhi khubsurat lagti ho...behad haseen......Haseena" she said the last word after a pause. Haseena's cheeks were beet root red on this complement.
Krish made her stand properly as both of them came back to there senses.Haseena cleared her throat to form some words and said "aap kab aaye?" "Aadhe ghante pahle" Krish replied. Haseena looked at her in disbelief and shook her head giving up. "Not that I care , ki aapko wait kerna pada apne 'busy' schedule se time nikal ke , but agar kisi ne aapko pehchan liya to hum koi scene nhi chahte isliye bata rhe h , key hamesha door mat ke neeche hoti h" she bend down and picked up the key unlocking the door.
"Oh my God. Tumne to mujhe Ghar ki chabhi bata di..hahaha ab agar maine kuch chura liya to?" Krish said dramatically. "Aap kya hi churayange humare Ghar se , as if apke pass kuch nhi h" Haseena said sarcastically. "Aapka dil sweetheart" Krish said flirtatiously removing her cap and mask once they were inside. "sorry vo kya h na hum apna Dil ghar per chod ker nhi jate h...you know it needs to do it's job and pump some blood for me ?" She again said being sarcastic. "Haha funny" Krish mocked.
They both were in haseena's room , as she brought the guitar to Krish. Krish told her to place it on her lap and sit on the bed. Haseena did as she said. Then Krish came and sat just behind Haseena and held the guitar above her hands making a shiver go down her spine as their hands brushed. They were close enough to feel each other .
"Let's start with sa re ga ma?" Krish said over her neck and Haseena nervously nodded. Krish held her hand from behind placing her fingers at the right position. "We'll begin with 3rd string 5th fret" she directed and placed her hands accordingly. As they began playing , none of them were actually focused on playing and learning but they were lost in the moment. Krish was coming closer and closer to her neck smelling her intoxicating smell making Haseena weak.
They stopped playing as Krish's lips touched her neck for a millisecond. Haseena couldn't take it more she was getting weaker and more nervous. They kept the guitar aside as the temperature of the room began rising. Haseena turned back and they looked into each other's eyes intensely. Slowly coming closer to each other.
Their lips finally touched , as Krish grabbed her neck and pulled her more into herself. Haseena kept both of her hands on her chest as she responded back to the soft warm lips she felt getting rougher. Krish was devouring on her lips hungrily pulling her more and more while Haseena tried to push her but Krish was stronger , she kept moving her hands in Krish's hair , she kissed her back as Krish continued to assult her lips , they both were kissing each other without any care of any worldly thing just feeling the moment. She bit her lips and Haseena moaned "aah..Krish.......................
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