The Rules Of Pursuit

53. Arjun Mathur

I tried opening my eyes, but after some effort realized I was blindfolded. A piece of cloth was gagging my mouth too. My arms were tied at the back with something that was digging into my wrist. My legs suffered the same fate as my arms. I could feel I was seated on a chair. The room where I was being held captive had a damp smell to it, not to mention it was colder here than outside.

"They have seen us Tito." A man barked. "I think they are with the cops."

"Bullshit." The voice that answered was cold and sinister. "They are merely a couple of over curious teenagers."

"They can be police informers," A third apprehensive voice said.

"Hmmm that is possible." The sinister one observed calmly.

"Where should we hide their bodies?" The first voice asked.

"Naayyyy. Kill the boy only," The sinister one sneered "the girl can be a part of our collection downstairs." I felt fear making the hairs on my skin stand up. Suddenly I heard a banging right behind me, followed by Avinash's muffled groans.

Where they hurting him? My fear was immediately replaced by anger and I tried to break my hands free, but the thing that tied my hands, dug deeper due to my struggle.

Suddenly my blindfold was removed and I squeezed my eyes tightly, before opening them to take into my surrounding. I blinked rapidly, acquainting my eyes with the dimly lit room.

The room had one filament bulb dangling from the ceiling. The walls had brown paint peeling off at places. I turned my head to the left and realized Avinash was sitting right behind me, still struggling to break free.

"The fight in you is surely going to turn on some of my clients." The sinister voice spoke, and I finally saw the face that belonged to the voice.

The man was probably of Anwar's age. He had a shaved head and multiple piercings on his eyebrows and lips, with hoops and stud dangling from them. The scorpion tattoo across the side of his neck, disappearing into his black round-neck tshirt, made him look scarier.

I jerked my head away when he trailed his thumb across my cheek. Once again, I futilely attempted to free my hands, but only had the binds dig into my skin.

"Take this one to my room, I wish to have her before putting her on display. I like women who have some fight in them." The sinister one told someone standing near the door. I turned to find the man from the park standing with his hands crossed across his chest.

"Okay Tito..." the man from the park told the sinister guy, and attempted to move forward. Immediately Avinash crashed on the floor, with the chair, as he struggled to break free.

"My, my, my," The one named Tito squealed, "Is she your girlfriend?" He walked towards Avinash, walking around me.

"I will beat the shit out of you, if you lay a finger upon her." Avinash snarled, panting heavily. They had probably removed the gag from his mouth.

"I have an idea," Tito said in a menacingly sweet voice, "Why don't we make you see it, and then kill you?"

I kicked my legs trying to get up, but instead managed to topple over with the chair. My shoulder banged against the hard floor, and pain shot through my shoulder blades, making me grimace.

"Cannot stay away from each other," Tito crouched infront of me. "Pick them up." He barked at someone. Two muscular men appeared from somewhere and pulled up the chair with me sitting on it. I heard them do the same to Avinash.

"So lover boy, don't you want to see how I plunge myself into her flesh?" Tito cooed bringing that sweaty palm to touch my cheeks but jerked my head away. His hand smacked me across my face, as he pulled my hair back with the other one.