When Fire Meets Ice - Completed.

12. R E P E L

A H A D

I smirked as I entered the car, Kaif was already seated beside me. We both shared a menacing glance before I pulled out my phone and dialled a person, an old friend!

"Hey man! Long time?" His voice thundering from the other side.

"Hope you are doing good, Tom". A smirk vivid on my lips.

"Just killing few idiots! Anyways. What brings you?" Kaif and I chuckled, Yes. Tom is the leading American mafia leader. We were business partners for a long time, he then got the leadership being the heir and we couldn't speak much.

He has his men all over the world, handling the security systems. Even if the footages are deleted, his tech team can recover it within a snap of fingers.

"I'll need your assistance in something". I spoke.

"What department?"

"The tech team in New Delhi". My vocie stern, I could hear him chuckle.

"My men will meet you at the airport. What's the issue by the way?" We could hear muffles and screams from the background, he punishes the traffickers in his way.

"A scoundrel needs to be reminded about where he belongs". I gritted my teeth as my mind recalled the threats, especially about her.

"He's really stupid to mess with you. Well! Call me if you need something and congratulations for your marriage with Ms. Khan". I could sense him smirking.

"It's Mrs. Inaya Ahad Qureshi". I declared and he chuckled. We ended the call and left towards my private plane.
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5 days later.

"I s-swear I don't kn-now anything". The man who was now tied up in a chair whined and cried hysterically. We found him yesterday after searching for five whole days. Now he is tied up in one of Tom's warehouses.

Tom's men recieved us and we met with the team that day, they recovered the footages and finding that man was quite burdensome.

And for the mall, It's construction has begun again.

"Answer! And you'll be spared". I growled staring dangerously into his eyes. He shivered and more tears streamed down his face.

"WHO. SENT. YOU?" I Asked pressing on each word and he shifted vigorously on his chair begging to let him go. A man held a gun pointed at his forehead.

"I-i don't k-know". He spoke again and my hands fisted as the veins on my forehead began popping up. Anger surged through my veins, he better answer me before I do something heinous.

"Shoot him". I said and got up to leave but stopped at his next words, "I-i'll tell y-you".

I looked back, my demons dominating me, my eyes fiery as anger began controlling my senses.

"SPILL". I roared and he gulped, silent tears still escaping his eyes.

"He's s-someone really d-dangerous. H-he c-called me, his v-voice was robotic, his m-men came to me a-and they held my f-family at gun p-point and ask-ked me to d-do it." He cried and sobbed continuously, my eyes softened a little.