Aka Alok

Location change

It was a fresh morning in bustling Mumbai when news of the attack on Palais Royale had already spread like wildfire. Speculation ran rampant, with some assuming it to be a terrorist act. The residence where Alok had stayed was heavily damaged, marked by bullet holes, spilled blood, and destroyed furniture.

The police arrived at the scene to investigate. A burly, towering police officer took charge and entered Alok's house. He surveyed the aftermath of chaos and immediately instructed his subordinate to take into custody anyone associated with the residence. Unbeknownst to Alok, who was currently resting in the hospital, the police had invaded his home.

The subordinate reported, "Sir, he's not here. The room was empty after the incident. Surveillance footage showed he left at night and is currently hospitalized."

The police officer raised an eyebrow. "Oh, is that so? Who else was here?"

"Another woman and a man in a cloak also entered the residence at night," the subordinate explained. "However, the man in the cloak never exited through the main door."
"What do you mean?" the officer inquired.
"He was thrown from that window," the subordinate pointed to the window.
The officer couldn't help but chuckle. "Hahahah, he went out with style, didn't he?" As he peaked down the window.
Just then, Alok appeared, cutting into their conversation. "Excuse me, gentlemen, I think you're a bit late to the party."
The subordinate, with a hint of suspicion, asked, "Who are you?"
Alok, showing no patience for the situation, replied, "I live here," and proceeded to enter his room.
The officer quickly stepped in his path, sternly declaring, "Hey, you can't go inside. This area is under police investigation."
Alok, his annoyance palpable, retorted, "Is that so? I wasn't aware, but I'm sorry, officers, I'm not in the mood to follow your orders right now." Alok's demeanor was unmistakable, and it was clear he wasn't one to be easily controlled, especially not in his own territory.
The police officer, though trying to maintain authority, found himself facing an unyielding force in Alok.
Alok's eyes flared with irritation as he stared down the officer. "Look, officer, I appreciate your concern for the law and all, but let me make this abundantly clear: I've dealt with far more dangerous situations than a broken window and some nosy police officers. Now, if you don't mind, I have some business to attend to."
The officer hesitated, momentarily caught off guard by Alok's confident demeanor. He glanced at his subordinate, who seemed equally unsure about challenging this imposing figure.
Alok, seeing their uncertainty, decided to take advantage of the situation. He leaned in, his voice low and menacing, "I suggest you focus your attention on finding out who was behind this attack rather than bothering me. Trust me, it'll be in your best interest."
The officer nodded reluctantly, recognizing the air of authority and competence that surrounded Alok. "Alright, we'll handle the investigation. But don't think you're off the hook, Mr Alok.?"
"You'll find all the necessary documentation inside. Now, if you'll excuse me."
Alok continued toward his room, leaving the perplexed officers behind.
As Alok entered his room, a sense of urgency filled the air. The place was in shambles, and he knew he couldn't stay there any longer.

"Damn, I can't stay here anymore; this place is all over news," he muttered, surveying the damage.

Zen, his ever-attentive AI companion, offered a suggestion. "Sir, I think it's best to find you a new location to stay."

Alok considered it for a moment. "No need for that. I'll be relocating soon, and Jagdish Sir will provide me with a suitable place."

Zen nodded in acknowledgment, but it couldn't help but point out, "Sir, you also have some of your equipment and memorabilia here. Won't you need them?"

Alok sighed, his gaze falling on the cupboard. "The only thing memorial here is you, Zen, my creation. I'll install your system in my new house later. There's nothing else worth keeping."

With that, Alok retrieved his gear. He selected his long coat , a masterpiece of nanofiber engineering that offered a perfect blend of advanced protection and flexibility. Slipping into it, he felt the adaptive fabric conform to his body, providing comfort and mobility.

Alok secured his high-tech belt around his waist, laden with essential tools and devices. Each piece of equipment had a purpose, and he knew he might rely on them in the field.

His boots were no ordinary footwear; they were designed for maximum performance. Reinforced with shock-absorbing mechanisms, they would minimize the impact of high falls and heavy combat.

To complete his ensemble, Alok donned his matte orange, full-length coat. Beneath its unassuming exterior lay concealed body armor, a crucial layer of protection that wouldn't compromise his professional appearance.

Zen's voice brought him back to the present. "Alright, Sir Alok, we will meet again soon. Stay safe until then. I will shut myself down too."

Alok headed towards a small door in the wall. Inside was a machine that housed Zen's system. He carefully removed a pendrive containing Zen's software, ensuring his invaluable companion would accompany him to his new location.

Exiting the building, Alok was met by a sleek, black car that seemed to glide silently to a stop in front of him. Tinted windows obscured the occupants, leaving Alok curious.

The window on the passenger side rolled down, revealing a cheery, middle-aged man in a brown coat. A familiar face with a warm smile greeted Alok.

"Hey there, Alok, long time no see."

"Good morning, Jagdish Sir. Well, how are you doing?" Alok replied.

"I'm fine, but you should sit inside; I'm here to pick you up."

The car's gate opened automatically, and Alok settled into the plush interior. As he did, he noticed another familiar face in the car-a man in a lab coat with a friendly grin.

"Dr. Ved, I'm doing pretty well," Alok acknowledged.

Jagdish, now seated in the back and with the car on autopilot, turned to face both Alok and Dr. Ved, setting the stage for an intriguing discussion.