Trusting the wrong people is like consuming poison and expecting it not to harm you. Slowly spreading the venom in our body ,coursing through our veins , reaching the blood. And by the time we realise it, it's already too late. The damage has already been done.Richard's pov:
Unwillingly I dressed up and left for office. I really did not want to leave Richa alone at home anymore. From next time, I guess I will bring her to the office with me. That will atleast give me a sense of satisfaction that she is ok. Sighing at my thoughts I walked to the car and sat inside. Starting the engine, the car roared to life and I rode off. It was a pleasant day , with streets full of busy people rushing to work or their daily chores. I smiled to myself and switched on the music. I was humming to myself when my phone rang. I parked at an empty spot and picked it up.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Sir, I am John from the technical department. I have managed to trace the call , its from India. Please come and have a look .”
Quickly, I cut the phone and drove to office. As soon as I reached there I called my secretary to send for john . Meanwhile, I started to browse the files which were kept on my desk. After sometime, my telephone rang. I picked it up and it was my secretary, she sounded worried
“Yes, what is it Daisy? “ I asked a little irritated.
“Sir , there is a little problem, john has not come to work today. Should I send someone e..”
I cut the call before she could answer and practically ran to the technical department.my heart was drumming loudly in my ears and my mind was a confused mess. I told daisy to trace the call immediately and she called to tell me it was from john's cabin.
Impatiently, I got out of the elevator ,half walking - half running I went towards John's cabin and pushed open the door. Going inside I turned on the lights and searched the room for any clue of who might have called. When I felt all my efforts were vain I turned around to leave but something under the desk caught my attention. It was a keychain with a D dangling from it. I was cracking my brains thinking who it might be when suddenly I heard the door click. I turned around to see the door close on my face. I ran to it and tried opening it but it was locked from the outside. I heard some noises so I put my ear on the door to hear what was happening. Some woman was saying
“who shut this door? I saw boss goin in”. I instantly recognized her voice as Martha's, John's secretary.
“yes Martha, its me get me out of here” , I said frustrated.
“Sir , ohh I am so sorry but the lock is broken and the key wont fit anymore. Plus the electronic card is with john sir whose on leave currently.”
All my control vanished in thin air…such an important clue . It couldn't be from anyone, very few people knew about Richa's real identity an her connection to India. I banged the door with my foot and screamt at Martha to get someone to repair the lock immediately.
For the past one hour I had been moving around restlessly in the cabin when the sound of my ringtone broke the silence surrounding me. The voice I heard made me freeze in my place
“hello baby….”
RICHA'S POV;
When I opened my eyes a headache had taken over and felt restricted as if I had been tied down. In my semi-dream state I tried to grasp my surroundings and come to terms with reality. On my right and left stood two men with guns secured tightly near their waist band. I gulped looking at my surroundings. All this wasn't a good sign obviously but a stupid feeling kept nagging my chest that there was more to come. As if on que a girl dressed in formals appeared from the shadows.
“HELLO DARLING..” she said with a smirk.
I couldn’t see her face properly till she bent down to face me. The first thing saw were her eyes and it clicked I knew who she was.. my pupils were already dialted and I was having a tough time breathing now. I heard the sound of footsteps and looked to my left and there stood …the worst nightmare of my life with a look in his eye which said he knew….
"How have you been baby. I have been waiting for this day for a really really long time. ""Hmm Rachael really? You thought after your oh-so-sexy make over i wouldn't recognize you... Love." he said.
My forehead was covered with beads of sweat dripping down to my face. I didn't know what i was feeling anymore. It was like a bucket of cold water thrown on my face. Then i remembered something and i felt my nauseous... My dream. I knew it would be true my intuitions have never been wrong. But being kidnapped by was not part of the premonition.
"s..sameer" i choked out trying my level best not to cry. He walked towards me and chuckled.
" i went away for a few years and you desperate bitch go into.the arms of no other than Richard? Really??" he said but before i could react a loud slap echoed throughout the room. My face stung with the onslaught and silent tears flowed down my face. It was awful to think he was the same man i loved. The man.standing in front of me was nothing but a greedy piece of flesh.
"Don't harm.them. " i said referring to Richard and dante both. I had a feeling he was caught too. Sameer laughed again and pulled my hair harshly. He came too close to.me and whispered in my ear.
"speaking of friends, i think you should meet someone. " he said and jerked my head in front.
My head was spinning with everything that was happening plus the physical abuse. I closed my eyes and embraced myself for what was to come. What could be worse than this i thought. But i was wrong so very wrong. There in front of me with a metal rod in hand stood Dante..
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Crossing The Devils Path
RomanceRICHA CHADDA Is a succesful senior tv reporter and one of the best in her fields. She is enthusiastic, sensible and loves challenges . So when she gets an opportunity to make a small movie on prostitution in india she gladly takes it . But who knew...