Adventures of Spiderman in India [On Halt]

Chapter 3 - An unexpected Question!

Note - Let the Peter Parker rest for a while. He had a lot of action in previous chapters. It is time to introduce new characters. Meet them in this chapter.

“Have you found the kid yet? He is being a pain in my ass,” Neel said in a tone that was angry and worried at the same time. He was walking down inside his office. He was accompanied by the head of the security of his company. Neel owned the biggest weapon making company in India named ‘The Peacemaker Pvt. Lmt.’ His firm helped Indian army a lot by providing them with the best weapons he had invented. Those weapons included ADAPTIV camouflage, CV90120-T Ghost, TASER Shockwave, Laser Avenger, Electromagnetic railgun. The list goes on and on. That’s why Indian Army had given him a nickname ‘The Armourer’.

“I am trying my best, boss. This country still has a lot of population even after Thanos snapped his finger. The snap barely worked on our country,” Samar said, trying to be sarcastic and making his boss’s mood.

Neel walked closer to Samar and said while looking into his eyes. His eyes were burning red. Samar had never seen his boss like this before.

“I am really not in the mood of a joke right now, asshole. Go and find the kid. He could be danger to us,” Neel screamed on the poor employee.

“How can a little kid be a danger to us? I have got this boss. Don’t worry!” Samar replied carelessly, reflecting not even the 1% panic from Neel's face.

“The kid stole the most precious invention of mine. I wasted almost half of my life on that weapon and it could be dangerous if it falls into wrong hands. So if you don’t want your ass get kicked out of my company, bring me the kid in 10 days. DID YOU UNDERSTAND?”  Neel almost screamed that last sentence at Samar.

Samar moved backward and bowed down, “Understood boss” and walked out of the office.

Neel turned backward and looked at the picture of his father hanging on the wall. His father had started this company. Neel inherited the company after the death of his father in the prison. His father was accused of working on an inhumanly weapon even after the warning of Indian government. He died in the prison due to lack of medical facilities. He was a heart patient. Neel missed his father.

“I will prove them wrong father. Every one of them. I knew that you were innocent,” Neel said as a tear rolled down his cheek and disappeared into the hollow world of sorrow. There was no way out of the world. He knew that.

“Sir, you have a phone call. The person says it’s important. Should I transfer the line?” Neel’s secretary asked while peeking inside Neel’s office from the door. She was wearing a short black skirt along with a light sky blue buttoned shirt. Neel had decided her uniform himself.

“Sure Inaya,” Neel knew what the important call was about.

“And you have an Interview with Anika if you remember. It will be broadcasted live on the TV. I have sent her the list of questions she could ask and also sent a mail to you last night. I hope you have checked it out?” Inaya tried to get an assurance while looking at her boss. She blushed as he looked back at her.

“I have it. Thank you, Inaya and don’t forget to make the line private.” Neel said, walked towards the phone and picked up the receiver. Inaya walked out of the office, busy in thinking about the charming guy she dreamt of every night.

“What about the delivery of our next missiles?” The voice asked in an Arabic accent.

“I am working on it. It is a slow process,” Neel explained.

“Don’t be too slow or else we have other ways also. People watch news a lot nowadays and we have a good broadcasting device along with an easy way to reach Indian press,” the person from the other side of the line said.