Part 11

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His pov:

"AAROHI, AAROHI!" I scream her name through the phone but the line seems to have gone dead. My heart beats faster inside my chest. A negative feeling settles in the pit of my stomach. I sit inside my car and press on the gas, moving towards the spot where the GPS tracker seems to have stopped. At this point I hoped aarohi was safe. The other officers followed me for safety reasons

Reaching there, I saw aarohi's car which looked in the worst state possible. Seeing that only took my anxiety to new heights. I parked the car on the side of the road and moved towards aarohi's vehicle. Not seeing her inside the vehicle left me in a perplexed state. We searched around the location hoping to find a hint of her. A few steps away I noticed the GPS tracker and mic that might have been pulled from her garments and thrown away. The culprit seems to have known what we had planned.

Arjun was busy tracking the location of another gps that we had fitted inside her hairclip but the location seems to have been unclear. Nevertheless we manage to follow that location in hopes of finding the victims and rescuing them from the dungeons of crime.

I try to listen to aarohi's phone recordings to find a clue. We manage to get ahold of the kidnappers voice which seems to be manly, someone in their late 30's maybe. We also manage to catch the sound of another vehicle which according to my knowledge of vehicles seems to be an suv, considering the screeching of the tyres. We get in contact with the authorities of the city managing to get hold of the cctv footage although it seems very dark since the road possessed only one street lights. We see a figure carrying a woman, aarohi, towards his SUV. A little later we find out the colour of the suv. It was white Vitara.

It was fairly new in the market and was an expensive car, thus commoners wouldn't buy them. We put our research team to work and get the data about the sale of white Vitara's in the past month of release. This guy messed up with the wrong people. He was going to regret every inch of it.

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Dear officer, how cute is your Lil nose and how peaceful you look while sleeping. Having women who are successful submit to me...is my guilty pleasure. I will make you mine as well.

I kiss the unconscious officers hand and move away. What a great day it was to be a criminal!

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