A private jet landed at the airport of Jammu Kashmir. The jet door opened and a sharp featured personality man came out from the jet wearing a black high neck with black jeans and black overcoat. His dark eyes were covered with power glasses.
Behind him Yug and Harsh also came while many bodyguards were already standing there with many cars. As soon as Adhyant kept his feet on the land an unknown sensation ran in his body. He stopped there and felt the winds and surroundings.
He was so lost in the freezy air of this land that he just forgot that everyone was waiting for him.
“Adhyant, c'mon let's go….” Harsh kept his hand on his shoulder. While he came back to the real world and nodded his head, he went and sat in his car. Harsh was sitting with him while Yug was sitting on the passenger seat.
“Turn the car towards the owner of the guest house.” Adhyant ordered the driver while Harsh and Yug looked at him.
“I think first we should go to the hotel. It's already 2 am and we will bring the CCTV footage there only.” Yug said. Adhyant removed his glasses and glared at him, who gulped and turned as he sat straight on his seat.
After that no one spoke anything and they all were waiting for the reason to reveal Isha's death.
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“I don't fucking care. I want her dead body.” Tahir shouted on his phone and cut the call. He threw his phone on his bed and sat there with his head in his hand.
“What should I do now?” He literally pulled his hair and asked himself. Suddenly he heard the noise of knocking.
He looked at the door which was closed and the voice was not coming from that side. Then again the same noise fell in his ears. He looked at the balcony's door and went there as he opened the door a person fell on the floor.
“You….What are you doing here?” He asked and holding her arms he made her stand on her feet.
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Adhyant reached the guest house which was on the valley of the hill. It is near to the location from where Isha's accident has just happened. He entered with his 20 guards while Harsh and Yug were already with him.
Seeing so many dangerous people together, the man who was sitting in the desk area tried to hide under the desk. When Adhyant glared at him. Then he looked at Yug who went forward and casually picked the cigarette from the cigarette box which was already placed on the desk and lit it. He looked at the man who was behind the desk.
“Where is the owner of the guest house?” He asked in a stern voice.
“He…He is…at his home…” With so much difficulty he replied.
“Where is his home?” This time Harsh asked calmly.
“It is just behind the guest house.” Without waiting for anything everyone left. While that man sighed and called the owner but he didn't pick, he directly called in the police station.
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“Bahaar, now you won't be publishing that article, right?” Tahir asked and gave the glass of water to Saachi who just jumped in the house like a thief.
“Hmm hmm, I have already published that article even this time I have added the proof of his black money businesses and some of his pictures with his prostitutes.” Saachi replied after gulping the whole glass of water.
“Why the hell do you want to die so soon? Do you not love your life?” Tahir kept his hand on his head and facepalmed.
“Delete that article and apologize to him. He will reveal your real identity and then everyone will know that you're Bahaar who has destroyed many politicians' careers. Even the people will also get offended because of your youth and girls influencing articles.” Tahir try to make her understand but she shook her head.

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