All you need is love

chapter 26

"Is anyone here?" Aditi asked.

Shubman calmly pondered the situation, offering a plausible explanation for the noise they had just heard. "I don't think there's anyone here," he said, his tone reassuring. "I guess the loud noise we heard just now was triggered when I pressed one of the buttons on this remote control."

they scanned the room, Shubman's keen eyes quickly pinpointed the source of the noise. "Look there," he pointed, drawing Aditi's attention to a nearby drawer that had appeared to recently open.

Shubman and Aditi made their way over to the opened drawer and discovered two guns neatly placed within it. The looked at eachother with a mix of surprise and intrigue at the unexpected discovery.

Shubman pressed the button on the remote once more, but no reaction occurred. Then, he pressed the next button, and to their astonishment, a different drawer sprang open in front of them.

Shubman retrieved a small box from the recently opened drawer, inspecting it closely. "There's a lock on this box," he noted, his tone tinged with curiosity. He turned the box over in his hands, feeling the weight of its mysterious contents concealed behind the secure lock.

"Just break it open" Aditi suggested. Shubman acknowledged with a nod and carefully placed the box on the table. With a sense of determination, he took out his revolver, preparing to open the locked box.

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Ishan stirred slightly, his tired eyes barely opening in response to the muffled sounds of footsteps approaching his cell. He shifted his gaze slowly, curious yet weary, to see who was coming his way.

Ishan's expression turned stern as he recognized the familiar figure approaching his cell. The same officer who had been a source of discomfort for him returned with a smirk on his face, stirring up mixed emotions within Ishan.

The officer approached the cell and spoke in a mocking tone, "Are you enjoying your stay there buddy?" The officer's voice dripped with sarcasm, further adding to Ishan's sense of unease and frustration.

Ishan's weary eyes met the officer's taunting gaze, his exhaustion mixed with a sense of simmering anger. He found his voice, responding with a mixture of defiance and exhaustion. "What do you want now?"

The officer chuckled at Ishan's response, finding amusement in his weary defiance. He stepped closer to the cell, his expression smug. "I just thought I'd come check on you," the officer replied, his tone nonchalant. "You look quite worn out there. Not enjoying your stay?"

Ishan gritted his teeth, his frustration growing with each passing moment. The officer's mocking demeanor grated on his nerves, further fueling his anger. "What do you think?" he retorted, his voice laced with bitterness.

The officer chuckled, relishing Ishan's frustration and continued his taunting. "Oh, I don't know," he mocked, tapping the bars of the cell with his baton. "You seem pretty comfortable, all cramped up in there."

Ishan clenched his fists, the officer's taunting words adding fuel to the fire burning within him. "Comfortable?" he replied sarcastically, his voice dripping with anger. "Yeah, I'm having the time of my life."

The officer let out a mocking laughter at Ishan's sarcastic remark, amused by his attempt to mask his frustration. "Ah, sarcasm. Classic," the officer sneered, continuing to tap the bars with his baton in a rhythmic pattern.

Ishan felt his irritation growing with each passing moment. The officer's condescending tone and incessant tapping on the bars were like sandpaper on his already frayed nerves. He clenched his jaw, struggling to maintain his composure.