Chapter 6

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"Call the R&AW head again." As soon as Anirudh put down his receiver, he felt a man puts a pistol on his back.

"What are you talking about?" Anirudh asked calmly.
"Anirudh Ranjan, your team is in captivity." Anirudh's heartbeat increased.

"Do what I asked."

Anirudh having no clue who was the person behind him. In the meanwhile, the person took Anirudh's gun without showing his face.

After being still for a while , Anirudh saw an opportunity so he held the receiver and turned around to use it as a weapon. What greeted him shocked him so much that he dropped the receiver.

Waves of anger shook him to the the core.

Farrukh Owaisi and his guards stood in front of him, aiming at him with Assault rifles. Owaisi made no delay and hit Anirudh on his head, knocking him out.

--

A man grabbed Om from his back.

"Round 3 begins," a voice came.

His nose was bleeding, teeth were paining and his jaw was probably dislocated.
"Who are you?" The man asked."I am an archeologist."
Om said again while spitting blood but was met with a professional uppercut again.

He grunted in pain."Once again, who are you?"
The pain was unbearable, body escaping towards unconsciousness. Om wanted to sleep.

"Pour."

The man ordered and Om was met with another bucket of icy cold water. He gasped for breath but didn't say a word. Another punch landed on his stomach making him drop on his knees.

--

"Do you see Anirudh? That's your team, begging for mercy, only you can save them."

Farrukh said while looking through one-sided glass.

The scenes were horrifying. Veronica was crying constantly, looking beaten up.

Raj was lying on his back, unconscious.

Anirudh looked at them and applied pressure on his fist. He felt so helpless and angry.

"Okay, throw him in there." Farrukh commanded.

"So you won't tell anything. I have a guest, he might help you remember your identity.

Lights turned on.

A man was standing in front of Om, not clearly visible.
"You shouldn't have trusted me,"
He said through the speaker.The man was a double agent.Syed Khan.

--

"It's been three years since Syed Khan was crushed beneath his own containers." Veronica smirked.

"And a year since Farrukh was burned to death." Jagrit said, his gun aimed to the head of the person.

"So, let's ask you a simple question. Why did you sell us, Mr. Bheemraj?" Anirudh asked.

--

After a session of torture, shaving heads, they were sent to another place.All seven were handcuffed, begging for water.

Still masked, they were forced to sat on the chairs. Masks were removed from their heads.

"You remember this?" Farrukh asked and kept a bomb in front of them.

"You guys planted this around the house. Am I right?" He asked, placing the bomb in front of Raj.

"Elaichi, that's your nickname, isn't it?" Syed Khan started.
"You're the bomb expert here. Show us your talent, Mr. Raj."

Farrukh moved towards Om and Vivek. "I would call this a prototype." He held the damaged Quadcopter in his hand.

"You can make a better one, I believe."

"Have heard about you a lot, Arjun. Headshots you took today, really impressive."

He tapped on Arjun's shoulder. Everyone was looking at them."How?" Veronica finally asked the question everyone was thinking about.

"Your Government sold you to us," Syed said.

The whole room went silent, except for the heavy breathing sounds from the seven.

Farrukh went on to tell them that he was always aware about the mission, from India to Tehran, from their home to Syed's.

"We dropped you hints." Farrukh said."ACM was Agent Capturing Mission." Syed chuckled.

"The people you killed were nothing but normal militants wearing masks." Farrukh put the masks on the table in front of them.

"Exit plan to Tehran was quite impressive, we admit. Taking the train where no one ever looks for twenty four agonizing hours." Syed said.

"We were aware of every movement, every single step you took in this city. You were monitored".

"How?" Anirudh asked them. "You guys were backstabbed," Farukkh continued. "It was always a suicide mission.

"Syed took out a 1911 pistol and started inserting bullets."This baby got 7 bullets, one for each of you."

--

"Why did you sell us?" Om asked.

Bheemraj didn't say a word. Om punched him on his right jaw, making him spit blood.

He raised his hand once again, but then Bheem spoke.

"For promotion, for money. After the attacks, an international call came to me. It was Farrukh. He told me he will help with all the information about 26/11 but in return, I was asked to remove all the R&AW activities happening in Iran.
With it he promised an Oil reserve to my name. I told him we can't just stop the activities in an instance. Few days later, we made this plan. I mailed joint secretary anonymously for this secret mission. It was... Just sacrificing some people for the information, and getting you killed would halt activities in Iran for a while. It would also clear my way for promotion."

"You sold us for your damn promotion." Dr. Vivek snarled."We can't just kill him." Arjun said.

"We won't." Anirudh smirked"But how did you survive? How did you escape and plan this hijack?" Bheemraj asked.

"We never escaped, we just waited for the right time," Raj answered.

"But before," Anirudh stood up and took out the pen from Bheem's upper pocket.

"Yudhajit, you and I trained together. We know each other from such a long time and still you underestimated me with this pen camera."

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"Mr. Bheem told us to kill you all, but what's the fun in that?" Farrukh laughed.

"I won't let your skills go to waste so easily."

--

Farrukh gave them a new Iranian identity, transferred them to different parts of Iran, and kept them monitored. Their lives were now his. Whenever they tried to do something, Farrukh was always a step ahead.

Until one day, a package came to each of them; a package with a cellphone, 7 contacts, and a letter. The letter told them what had happened after the mission.

It said,"Bheem gave out your information which resulted in him getting a massive promotion and he is still out there, breathing fine, without any worries." The six contacts were of the other team members members and the seventh contact was the person.

The person instructed them on their every next move.He gave them a plan to take revenge, starting from killing Syed Khan, and later Farrukh Owaisi.

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