13. Past Knocks

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Neha had been reliving a distant memory when Vikram brought in a box full of salines, injections and other necessary items. He was setting up the next saline for her.

"You said nurses do this, not doctors."

"After what happened last night, I cannot trust anyone." Vikram replied while giving her a multi-vitamin injection.

"Did you find out who was behind it?"

"Who else could it be?"

"Sikander?" She whispered, "Nope! He would never hurt me."

"Just because he saved your life once does not mean he would not hurt you. He did not know who you were when-"

"You don't understand, he would never hurt me. He promised that and he is a man of his words."

"Did your parents not teach you to not believe strangers and criminals? You have enough experience to know what happens if you trust the wrong person."

"You need not remind me." Neha said sternly.

"Evidence indicates it was Sikander. Believe it or not."

~

"Help!"  Neha let out an exasperated cry in the middle of the ice-covered road as a car screeched to a halt. A tall, muscular man jumped out of his car and walked up to her. 

"Who hurt you?" He asked in his husky voice, eyes fixed on the fresh wound on her cheek. 

She showed a knife, "Help me bury a dead man." She said emotionlessly. Her eyes held a sparkling determination.

He raised his eyebrow in surprise, "Sure."  They hopped into his car and she directed him towards a lonely farm-house. 

He tagged along behind her, eyeing a bloodied floor, a few vials and packets of drugs in corner, a broken wine bottle smeared in blood and a body of a young man. 

A smile crept his lips as she handed him an electric chainsaw. He quietly cut the body into smaller pieces, draining the blood in the bathtub.  

Next, they wrapped up the pieces into paper bags, set the old wooden house on fire with the cans of kerosene. "Who prepped this all?" He asked, returning to his car.

"He did. It was his plan - rape and discard my body in the woods. But he forgot who he's messing with." She stated.

"Who?" 

 "Neha Rawte. Thanks for your help and not a word to any soul." He nodded at the cold threat.

As he drove her to the nearest hospital, he said. "Take care of yourself Sahiba, by the way I'm Mirzya."

She nodded.

"Till we meet again." He gave her a two finger salute as she walked into the hospital.

~

ETF Office

Sameer and Arjun were going through the evidences collected from Rajlakshumi Textile Mill.

"Sir," Liza came in the evidence room with reports, "The cocaine samples from the Lonavala case, Mill and Neha's medicine drugs, all match perfectly." She produced a small crumpled piece of paper, "Found this in the hand of that dead boss."

Arjun straightened the paper and found a red S on it and recognized it, his eyes turned red in rage and he held the paper in front of Sameer, "I made this connection in Lonavala but you did not believe me!"

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