MahiRat ❤️ Denial's Surrender (Bl)

36. Chapter

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It was the evening before the final match. The team had wrapped up a long, intense practice session, working through strategies.. ensuring every detail was in place.

With their bags slung over their shoulders, they left the stadium, the weight of the upcoming match heavy in their minds.

As they arrived back at the hotel, there was an unspoken understanding in the air—a quiet determination that tomorrow was make-or-break.

Some players headed straight to their rooms, needing solitude to mentally prepare, while others gathered in the lounge, seeking comfort in each other’s company.

There were no pep talks tonight everyone knew what was at stake. Tomorrow was the chance to avoid a whitewash, to redeem themselves and leave the series with pride intact.

As the team settled into their rooms ready to rest before the crucial match, Mahi received a call.

He was summoned to a meeting with BCCI officials and selectors. The meeting was urgent, and the timing was far from ideal, especially with so much at stake in the coming game.

However! Mahi knew that this conversation had been looming, the controversy, the endless social media backlash and the sudden shift in public opinion had become too much for BCCI to ignore.

The room was engulfed in darkness, a faint glow casting shadows that hinted at tension in every corner. It belonged to Coach Duncan Fletcher, and a tense silence settled as Mahi stepped inside for an urgent meeting.

It wasn’t just a casual check-in, the BCCI, selectors and officials had gathered on a video call, their faces flickering on the laptop screen, each marked by concern.

They weren’t here to point fingers, but the weight of the situation was unmistakable—the recent online backlash against Mahi had escalated quickly. Criticism of his form, his decisions, even his leadership—it had all become public scrutiny after just one series.

As Mahi took a seat. The BCCI president’s voice cut through the uneasy quiet first, a mixture of confusion and urgency in his tone. "Mahi.. we’re not here to criticize or question you. But this level of backlash.. even we’re confused. It’s just a series loss, but it’s affecting your image, the board’s image, the entire team. And with the championship coming up.. we can’t afford this noise to get louder."

A selector chimed in, his voice calm but insistent. "Look! Mahi we know the work you've put in. But the situation is spiraling and for us and for you.. we need you to win tomorrow. It’s more than just a match now—it’s a chance to cut through all of this backlash and end the series with a statement."

Mahi listened carefully, his expression calm, but his eyes held a glint of determination. He knew they weren’t blaming him, but the message was clear.. the final game had to be a victory.

While the BCCI meetings continued in the background.

Chintu and Subroto arrived to Kolkata determined to gather evidence that would bring Goel down once and for all.

The city, teeming with life and energy, seemed unaware of the silent mission unfolding within its depths.

Subroto had a lead—a fragile thread that could potentially unravel Goel’s empire. They followed it relentlessly, venturing into Kolkata’s darker corners.

Here! they tracked down a peculiar piece of information—back in 2005, Goel had used his influence to bail out a notorious car thief, a man who had vanished after his release, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions.