The Black Coat *UNDER EDITING*

Chapter 12

Chintan got out of the car as he parked it outside the mansion. He opened the gate and closed it behind after entering.

He looked at his watch which displayed 5:45. He was quite late. Chintan passed by the colorful tent as he heard the loud Punjabi Music.

Chintan entered the house expecting it to be empty but saw Indrani standing near the dining table wearing a saree, looking absolutely gorgeous as she blushed.

He noticed Tushar standing close next to her, holding her hand with his one hand while his other hand rested on her waist as he whispered something into her ear with a smirk, probably the reason behind her blush.

Tushar noticed Chintan looking at them. He smiled, cleared his throat, and moved away from her.

'You came home very early today' Tushar spoke sarcastically, looked at his watch, and leaned on the table.

'Where were you the whole day' Indrani asked as she picked up the plate full of flowers from the table and started to walk outside.

'Actually bua, I was just wandering around in car' He replied with a smile and shifted to give her way out.

'Ok, now get ready and come outside...Dewan Sahab you coming along' Indrani commented and asked as she moved out.

''You carry on Indu...I will join in a moment' Tushar replied as he stood straight.

Chintan smiled at them and started to move towards the stairs but got interrupted by Tushar 'Chintan'

'Yeah'

'Did they sign' Tushar asked as he moved towards him.

'No...but will do, in two-three days' Chintan replied and started to walk again.

'Chintan one more thing' Chintan stopped again and looked at Tushar.

'Yeah'

'Try to ignore any kind of problem' Tushar spoke as he kept a hand on his shoulder.

'Yeah...TD...I promise there is no problem, everything is going well' Chintan replied without looking at Tushar.

Tushar hummed, patted his shoulder, sighed, and walked away.

Chintan looked at Tushar as he walked away. He doubted Tushar might know something is happening, that he is doing something wrong.

Chintan silently prayed to god, that even if Tushar doubts, he should never really know what he is up to.

He walked towards his room. He entered the room and closed the door from behind.

Chintan walked towards the bed and sat on it. He opened his watch and kept it on the side table and laid down. Chintan took out his phone from his pocket.

He traced his finger on the screen and dialed a number.

'Hello Sanju...' Chintan greeted as the person from the other side picked up, thinking it to be Sanjana.

'Sorry, Sir...Sanjana ma'am is not here' a woman from the other side replied.

'Where is she' he sat up straight.

'She is with a customer' he suddenly became sad.

Chintan disconnected the call and laid back again.

He abruptly got up back again and opened the side drawer. He searched through it and took out the white bottle.

As he picked it up he realized that it was empty. He for a moment panicked, but soon realized he had few more left in his bag. He got up and walked towards his bag and took out the pills.