EARLIER THAT DAY IN INDIA :
Killing too many trained assassins with two potential hostages by my side wasn't an easy task. Jai's screaming alongside didn't help much. and Daisy well she had already passed out after a couple of shots. There were seven of them and one of me , well I'm equal to a hundred of them because intelligence and will power is mightier than orders given by someone offering huge amount of money.
I wouldn't say I got lucky , but my tactics and sharpness helped me in getting of the assassins hostage , for interrogation.
Two bullets in his right thigh , two cuts along his upper arm and a million punches on his face , and still counting , I asked the bald guy , " Who sent you here ? "
Jai and Daisy were still sitting in the corner of the room devastated by the action.
" I am not going to tell you. " he said firmly.
" Okay then I'm going to kill you." I said politely .
" No , you wouldn't want to do that , because if you did , Payal dies right now ." he said.
" And why would I trust you ? " I asked .
" Because I have her in my captivity ." he responded.
I pulled my phone from my pocket and checked Payal's location.
She was still in Seattle . Her heartbeat was normal and she was moving around , so whatever this random bald douchebag was saying is random shit just as much random shit he is .
Without thinking twice I fire a bullet right through his skull . Well I was trained to do so . Protect the nation , protect my people , and undo the wrong.
I clean up there bodies and pull in a few strings to help out.
As soon as the three of us reach Payal's home , Jai and Daisy postpone their wedding. Jai makes a few calls and we get ourselves a private jet and fly off to Seattle hoping to find Payal and Siddharth there but when we board the flight we get a change in the signal , it seems both of them are heading towards LA.
We also re route our trip , and while Jai and Daisy are fast asleep , I can barely close my eyes , Payal is the one person that kept me awake all these years and now if i disappoint her, I'll never be able to live with myself.
What kind of a friend am I ? I drown myself into memories of us , the time we spent together , the fun we used to have , the secrets we used to share , the small fights we had,
and just like a bolt out of the blue , something strikes me too hard , I can hardly breathe , I don't understand how things got too complicated ? when everything seemed too simple.
When things were lying infront of me like an open novel, that I've re read a hundred times.
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Moon Or Stars?
Teen FictionThe Moon reins the majestic night sky. But , there are twinkling stars in the sky too. So, is the moon alone ? Or is it too dark to see the stars ? ~~~ A completely fictional novel about Payal Nanda , Bollywood's Princess. Is Payal really passion...
