The Love Terror

Chapter 2

Nia's POV:

"WHAT!YOU ARE A SPY-"

"stop.....yelling"

I covered Alia's face as she was about to give the good news of me being a spy to the whole world.We were sitting on the rooftop cafe.Rich Bitch.

Alia Verghese, My very Best friend.

Nope, not the childhood one. I never had a diaper buddy or whatever you exactly call that. I've known her for the last five years, and those five years taught me a lot about trust.

But still, being the part of the Intelligence agency was intended to be kept a secret. But telling her was now important, as she was getting hints already, thus I was scared she'd rather drive some crazy conclusions like I'm the mafia and stuff.

Obviously, she asked me like hundred questions about the job. A rapid-fire round.And when she was finally done with the questions,

'Tariq hardly ever talks now..I feel he's the mafia too' She said, in a sarcastic tone. But me?

I stopped as I heard that name.

"You still talk to Tariq?' I asked her, my expression suddenly changing to a serious one.

"Yes....I know he's Zaid's ex-best friend but-"

'DUDE! It's not about being Zaid's ex-best friend! Our team is looking for him, He's a fucking suspect" I told her, while her eyes widened in Shock.

I, Alia and Tariq used to be the best friend trio in high school.

Zaid and Tariq were like brothers. Tariq once could leave us, but never Zaid.

But with time, everything changes. Well, my team finds certain clues that say that Tariq is a member of the biggest Terrorist Squad. And yes, I have been assigned to look for him.

I stood up, midway through the conversation.

"Alia. You need to tell me and everything you know about Tariq"

Saying this, I dragged her arm, approaching my car to get to my research basement as soon as possible.

Being a cute and innocent citizen, she kept talking stupidly like 5-year-old kid, in spite of knowing the depth of the situation. But I love her .

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At the Basement:

"So Alia, I need your help in this. I know Tariq was our friend. But then, we need to save the world" I said, as we sat on our chairs.

"I understand Nia. Just ask me whatever you want to. Plus, he deserves this. That bastard left us like anything, dammit" She answered. I was impressed for obvious reasons.

"Okay, Rapid fire. Where does he live?'

"he never told me. Always hesitated about that"

"urgh...You have his phone number?"

"Nope. But I have his Instagram"

"When was the last text you received from him?'

"Probably a week ago"

"Could you tell me his Instagram ID"

"Sure"

She gave me his Instagram. Now, step 2 was asking a guy from cyber intelligence to  track his location.

Alia patted me on my back. That was a happy moment, of course.

We sat there for a few hours or so, waiting for the response from the cyber guy. Suddenly, my phone rang.

"I'm Joe  from the cyber station. We tracked his location. The last text received came from here itself"

"....what?" I dropped my jaw. This was not possible. He was living in the same town as we were? HOW?

"Thank you Joe. Please keep track and keep informing us from time to time"

"Sure."

I cut the call. Alia went 'HOWWWWWWWWW?????' after hearing the news. But that was the thing we had to figure out.

On the positive side, The task of finding him now would be easy.
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Alia's POV;

Well, I don't know much about spy stuff, but Nia's face clearly reflected the seriousness she had for her job.

Zaid really affected her bad.

But now? look at her ;)

We had really little time for long discussions. I decided to accompany her to mission "Tariq" because first, I was her best-est friend. Second, I was the only person who was still keeping in touch with our Mr.Suspect. So I had to join in.

"How long it's gonna take?" I asked her, while she was busy packing up her 'essential' stuff.

Essential stuff like handguns, extra handgun ammo, Emergency medicines, etc.

"We have no idea. I just HAVE to look for him. It might take a few hours, days, or months. Or even years"

I widened my eyes in disbelief.

I feel like a maniac joining her. But no backing off now.

"You better use the washroom now Alia, who knows if you gon get a nature's call at climax"

Said Nia, sarcastically, with a chuckle.

Nia's POV

It is so poor of this girl Alia to join me. It's dangerous. But yes, I have a belief that  I'll make it out if we're together.

well besides, I think I am ready for this now.

To not waste much of time I quickly rushed to my SUV, asking Alia to jump in as quickly as possible.

We drove off, my ear pods still connected to Joe, the cyber guy, who continuously guided me to the Location he tracked last time.

Let's just hope Tariq's still there.

"STOP! This is the exact location. All the best, officer"

Said Joe, before cutting the call.

Let's do this.

"Listen Alia. I know it's so stupid of me to bring you here. And yes, I am going ahead, but alone. I want you to stay here in the car"

"NIA GIRL!"

"Shh, don't shout idiot"

"I'm not here to stay in the car girl. This is for us, our country, our world. I won't regret dying"

And this sentence of Alia touched my heart.OMG.

I had no time now. Let it be if she comes along.

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"Wear this, quick"

I said while throwing a big piece of cloth and wig on her.

"What is this?"

"Well, we can't go there like this. We are disguising ourselves  as Random Product sellers."

"Why?"

"We are not here to kill, remember? We are here to first confirm if Tariq is still here"

I answered her. I knew she had thousands of other questions in her big brain right now but she knew I had no time to answer all of them.

 We stepped out as bearded guys from the car, which was parked around 100 meters far away from the exact location. Safety measures, you know.

We walked and walked and walked until we finally arrived at the door of the old worn-out bungalow.