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Tranika dialed Niharika's number, her voice calm but commanding

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Tranika dialed Niharika's number, her voice calm but commanding. "Niti, I need you to come to the location I sent you. Now."

Moments later, Tranika sat like a queen on a makeshift throne in an abandoned warehouse. Two men knelt before her, their bodies marred with bruises and cuts. Another lay half-dead in the corner, his labored breaths echoing in the silent space.

"So, sir, how are you feeling?" Tranika asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
The MLA trembled, unable to meet her gaze.
"Speak when I ask something.You were barking like a dog in my office, but here, you can't voice a word?" she taunted, her eyes cold and unforgiving.

"Dont do this, who are you?" the MLA stammered, desperation seeping into his voice.

"You don't need to know that," she replied with a chilling smile. "I forgive you for what you did, but I cannot forgive you for what you did to my Niharika. Now you're going to pay for that."
With deliberate precision, Tranika pulled the trigger, firing a shot at his son. The man's scream echoed through the warehouse.

"No! Don't do this to my son! I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry. I will never do that again. Leave us, please," the MLA begged, tears streaming down his face.

"You want me to leave your sons?
These rapists who have ruined the lives of countless young girls? No," Tranika said, her voice a cold whisper as she fired another shot at his younger son.

"We've done nothing to you. Please, give us a chance," the son cried out, pain contorting his face.

"You did. You raped little girls, and your sorry excuse for a father saved you from investigation and police. But now, I am going to deliver justice," Tranika declared, firing another shot.

Their cries and pleas filled the air, but Tranika remained unmoved. "Shut up.Another sound from you, and I'll burn your life to the ground," she warned.

Just then, Niharika entered the warehouse, her face pale and eyes wide with fear. "Come here, Niti," Tranika commanded.

"What is going on, Rani?" Niharika asked, her voice trembling.

"This is the MLA who kidnapped you.
And these are his sons, the rapists who ruined countless lives. You are going to kill him with your own hands," Tranika said, her voice firm.

"I... I can't do this, Rani. I can't," Niharika whispered, her body shaking.

"You have to. Life is uncertain, and I don't want you to be weak when I leave," Tranika insisted.

"Why are you saying this?" Niharika asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You have to be strong, for me and for yourself. Shoot him," Tranika said, handing her the gun.

"N... no," Niharika stuttered, her voice breaking and hands trembling.

"Never fumble, and don't fear anyone. You have the power to destroy any being in this world, Niharika. You are Niharika Ranawat. Just shoot him,"Tranika urged.

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