CHAPTER-11

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In Pasir Panjang, Singapore, the Great White was anchored along the coast of this very famous port. Its vessel was extremely huge. It could carry 200 elephants in it but now it played a different purpose.

"yes, Ma'am. We have stopped in Singapore. We will continue from there to Pakistan crossing past the Indian coast." "I want you to be careful on this, Randall. They can do an inspection any time as you are getting closer to the coast." "Ma'am, they cannot track our ship. We will know if there is another ship within a radius of 50 km." "I still think it's a risk. I want you to meet someone. I will send you the location. Go there immediately.". Randall stamped his foot on the ground with anger. He wanted to prove to his boss that he could handle it on his own but due to his successful history, he never gets the chance. He walks up to a cab and mentions the driver his location.

After 20 mins, the cab comes to a stop next to a tall skyscraper. Randall hands the driver a 100 Singapore dollar note and walks to the reception in the building. "sir, your name?" the female receptionist asks. "Randall". She takes a register and moves her fingers across the page looking for the name. "yes, sir. Please come with me." She goes along with him to a lift and sends him to an office.

Inside the office, he sees an obese man with sunglasses wearing a tight shirt. The buttons are struggling so hard to cover his belly by holding the two sides of the cloth with utmost strength. The man kept sipping from his glass which was supposed to be some alcoholic drink. "who are you? why am I supposed to meet you?"Randall asked straightforwardly.

The man on the sofa spat half his drink and started laughing. "your boss sends me here to help you with the exporting of krygonium and you are coming to me without knowing who I am?" "She didn't tell me anything about you."

 " I am Kabir. I will be helping you to export the krygonium but looking at the situation I think I should take the whole lot." Kabir told. 

" look I don't know why my boss trusts you but when it comes to exporting it's my job." "how many shipments do you think I handled?" "around 80" "I have handled 200 and it's my whole business. I know how bad things could get and you cannot even anticipate what is your enemy's next move. She already told me you are a beginner." "what if I beat you in your game?". Kabir got up from his sofa and looked into his eyes.

 " well if you want to prove yourself. let's come up with a reasonable deal and if you reject this your boss will fire you but I will promise you if you escape whatever you are going to face, you will be given the money. For transporting the whole stock."

In a café, Aasim is sitting and sipping his coffee slowly. He didn't want to leave home after all the drama that happened but Inaaya told him it was urgent. Finally, she came covering her face with a shawl. She sat on the table and then removed it. "what happened? What is the important matter?" Aasim asked. " the krygonium will be delivered late by the government. It might take 2 to 3 days but Qasim is not ready to budge on his deadline." "How is that possible? I am supposed to do it within one day. Even if I try doing it, we need to hold the test in the air to check if it works. Only then the countries will be mum about our nuclear test and then, you can supply to the government." "What are you trying to say, Aasim?" " I want you to portray this as a nuclear test to the government." "ok, that's fine. But what about the uranium? I can't trust that Qasim will get it on time." Inaaya asked. " leave that to me. I will use my contacts." "OHH!! This introverted guy has contacts to a person with krygonium. He is so shy to talk even to an aunty." Both of them were laughing hard. He was really scared to talk with seniors.

"trust me on this one. I changed a lot" "Fine but from whom you will get?" Aasim walks towards the side and clicks on his phone's number pad. "minister, I need help."

In the middle of the Arabian Sea, the Great White was heading straight towards the Pakistan coast. Randall was busy sitting on a stretchable chair and smoking off his cigar. He just enjoyed the breeze and the open sea. The phone near him rings. "hello, Ma'am" "Randall, I am happy you agreed on a deal with Kabir but please be careful. If you get caught, no one will come after me. It all comes to you." "Don't worry, Ma'am. I won't fail you this time." Randall approved with confidence. He had his men checking around from all corners on the lookout. It was all quiet. Then, one of the men was staring at his reflection in the water. Bubbles were slowly blurting out on the ocean. Suddenly, he was plunged into the water. One of them turned back to see he didn't find anything suspicious. Soon, he felt like a bee stung him on his neck. He touched his neck and pulled out something. He fell. it was a tranquillizer dart. Soon, 5-6 people fell. Randall was busy sitting at the forecastle of the ship, he didn't even notice what was happening in the ship. 3 men got into the ship with their guns. Then, 4 men got shot immediately. Randall gets up startled as he heard the noise. When he turned back, the ship looked empty. All he saw were his men on the floor of the ship. He took out his gun slowly pacing forward. He turns back and... BANG!! A metal rod hits the head.

Then, his eyes open and he sees Rawat standing in front of him. He grabs Randall by the collar and pulls him close. "tell where the krygonium is otherwise...", Rawat warns. "otherwise what will you do...haha..ha". Rawat gets irritated and pushes him away. "sir, we have searched the whole ship. We couldn't find anything." He starts hitting his head with his hand.*how could it not be there? It has to be here I remember. I can't go back without the crates.* he thought. He starts to walk over the place stomping his feet all over. Suddenly, he hears a different sound. He steps back... CLINK and then he goes ahead ..CLACK. "everyone go search for a hammer to break the floor down" Soon, someone gets it and smashes the false floor down immediately. it was broken into pieces. It was made of Plaster of Paris.

They found ten huge crates of krygonium from there. Rawat checked around the ship if there were any other hollow ceilings or floors but they couldn't find anything. He wasn't yet happy because he knew there had to be a much bigger stock. Then, Randall's phone started ringing. He was going to take it and Rawat immediately snatched it from Randall. He put the phone on speaker. There was an eery silence for the first 10 seconds. "what's keeping you so shocked, Rawat?" "why are you exporting the krygonium illegally? What will you get?" "I want to watch you die, Rawat. I want you to fail. I want you to know how it is when you realize that you are just an incompetent fool. You should know that pain." "what have I done to you?", Rawat asks with concern.

"Nothing much, you gifted me a horrible past to remember and now it's my turn to gift it back to you."

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