Deviant (A Kabir/Pooja FF)

Chapter sixteen

Two weeks had gone by, after that incident in the rundown records office. 

Pooja had received a text that night, as she returned home with Shail, thanking her for the lift. It was from Kabir. 

Next day, she had sent workers to the office to repair it, and scavenge whatever important files that she could, from that place. Her employees had been working on those old, shady deals since the last two weeks, trying to figure who had been done dirty by PK Mittal in past, and would harbor a grudge against the company, and consequently against Pooja. 

These past two weeks had been a trial for Pooja. 

She had found the formula. Now all she needed was a laboratory to start working on that formula. She had long cherished the idea of developing the right medicine, based on the correct formula found by her father. All those people that had died due to PK's abuse of the formula....their lives couldn't be returned, but the stain against her father's could be erased. 

Yes, she had brought to forth all proofs against PK, exposed his crimes, but her father's name wasn't fully cleared. Her father's prestige would be restored only when she completes his unfinished task. 

Finding a laboratory wasn't tough, it was keeping it from the public eye, and more importantly, from Rani and Amma, that was the trouble. Pooja was sure that if she told Amma or Rani about it, they would insist on her hiring some pharmacists and researchers to work on the formula. But she had not worked hard on her M.Sc degree for nothing. Moreover, she couldn't spare any researchers or money from her company, to work on her father's formula. She had to do it herself, she just had to. 

Another thing that had been disturbing her thoughts was Kabir. 

When he tried to get an answer out of her last time, after the car incident, she had been annoyed. This time she was frustrated too, but for totally opposite reasons. This time she was frustrated that he didn't attempt to contact her. 

There was no communication from his side. No text, no calls, nothing. Its as if he had disappeared from her life. 

Which was strange. Was Kabir over her? Did he just want a repeat of what happened in the car the first time, and he had his fill? Or was she so unappealing that Kabir didn't care for an encore? 

Pooja shook her head. What stupid thoughts was she entertaining? 

Kabir had promised not to step by her office, and he kept his word. She should be happy about it. After all, she didn't want anymore of such 'incidents' happening again, did she? 

Did she?

"Ma'am, may I enter?" came a robotic voice from her door. 

Pooja was so occupied in her thoughts, that she didn't notice her staff at the door.

"Yes, please do come in" replied Pooja.

"Ma'am, a courier from our Chinese clients just came in. He informed me that they sent an e-invite as well, but they formally wanted to invite you to a party they are holding tomorrow" said the employee. 

"Check for the e-invite, and send them an acceptance, thanking for the invitation. Then, ask Chopraji if he would like to join me tomorrow for the party. Thereafter, take his suggestion on which of the junior office staff member should accompany us. Thank you" instructed Pooja and dismissed the employee. 

Hmm, thought Pooja. Party by her Chinese clients, what for, though? She will have to see the invite. Maybe she should ask Rani to accompany her as well. Her little sister had been working too hard in the last few weeks, like she was possessed. She would need a excursion.