Her pov:
I briefly greeted all the dignitaries present over there and moved towards reyansh.
"What happened?" I mouthed
"15 women, kidnapped in the last 24 hours."
"WHAT?"
My voice was louder than expected but i couldn't hold it in.
"There's more" he continued
"All of these 15 women were pretty successful in their career. Here's a list of their names."
He handed me a sheet of paper and I began reading the names of the victims.
1. Savina Rajawat: Ceo, rajawat enterprises.
2. Aanchal Agarwal: MUA, brand owner of ICY
3. Dr.Abhilasha vivekanand: Gynaecologist with over 200 successful surgeries and birth deliveries
4. Dr. Zainab Ali: Senior Professor at Amity
5. Amrita Rao: Actress, model
6. Isha Singh: pilot with over 50 successful flights
7. Sarah Khan: Ngo owner who runs the "ocean" charitable trust
8. Karishma Khurrana: Writer, author of 25 different books, 15 of them best sellers
9. Jamie D'mello: singer, songwriter and producer
10. Krisha Khanna: Director, producer
11. Samira Singhania: Model, influencer
12. Preeti Sharma: Classical instrument player
13. Yumna Khan: Environment activist
14. Shruti Patel: Architect and builder
15. Zara Ali: police officer
One particular name clicked and I gasped.
"SAMIRA???! REY! Samira too???!"
He nodded.
"I am so so sorry!" I said and hugged him. Poor guy must be feeling so bad since his girlfriend got kidnapped. Legitimately.
It took me a few glances from the other people across the room to realise we were in a professional setting and i quickly parted away from him. Clearing my throat i spoke
"Kidnapping all of these women shows the culprit is insecure maybe hurt because of the fact that women are successful."
All of them seemed to agree with me.
"Exactly my thoughts ms Arora, I also believe that the kidnapped was planning to Target women who work and kidnapped them all during their lunch times. One person cannot kidnap 15 different women at the same time hence i believe we are dealing with a gang. This is far more serious than it seems."
Reyansh managed to get his point through my head despite the fact that I was ogling him throughout his speech because my man looked so gorgeous in that white t-shirt and blue denims.
OKAY AAROHI HE IS TAKEN. NOW CAN WE PLEASE FOCUS!
"Umm do we have any cctvs? Anything that might be of help?" I asked the other officers.
"Here ma'am" Swati, one of the officers, forwarded me the laptop which had all the cctvs.
"Okay Arjun, please analyse all the locations, and send us a list. Meanwhile Reyansh and I could go inquire about the victims-"
A ding on my phone interrupted us.
"Sorry" i mumbled and checked the text.
"It's from an unknown number" I said
"Wait!" Reyansh commanded
"Arjun trace this number and connect Aarohi's phone to the tv screen, we shall view this video together"
Arjun obliged and did the needful.
*The video*
A man in a black mask. Standing. In an enclosed room.
"In the next 48 hours, a bomb will go off killing all these 15 girls"
The camera slowly pans to all the girls sitting on the floor.
"Tick tick tick"
The man laughs
*Video end*
Another text pops up in my phone
"Miss aarohi arora, you're next!"
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Out of Order
Mystery / ThrillerReyansh had always loved his job. He wanted to serve the country hence he opted to become a CID officer. His life included crime solving and Netflix until aarohi casually walked in his life as soon as he was made the chief of the Mumbai branch. He c...
