The game of chess is like a reality check. You never know who strikes and when they strike. Either you die, or you win!
Life, as harsh as it may sound is the same battle.
Neither is anything wrong nor is anything absolutely right.
CHECKMATE, is t...
A month whizzed by with Pratap patently awaiting a foolish move from Kavish, but there didn't seem to much movement from his side.
Pratap had begun thinking that the arrow he had shot hadn't hit the mark and was wondering what to do.
"I told you it's a mess...." Yawned Siddharth over the phone.
"But at least I got hold of quite some garbage from the man." Sighed Pratap. "His illegal alcohol factories....and stuff are in plenty."
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"You have documents on those!" Exclaimed Siddharth sitting up straight in his office cabin.
"Yes....well....managed to get a hold of something." Shrugged Pratap. "Anything suspicious regarding Kavish's phone..."
"No....but oh yes!" Recollected Siddharth immediately. "There's some strange number today on the call log....I think you should check it out."
"Who's that?" Asked Pratap frowning a little.
"I don't really know...who the man is because he and Kavish spoke in some sort of code language."
"Code language!" Exclaimed Pratap. "Do you have the recording of the phone call?"
"Yes, give me a moment I'll send it."
As soon as the call ended Siddharth sent the call recording to Pratap who himself was baffled hearing it.
"What sort of code is this...." Wondered Pratap aloud still hearing the recording with headphones on.
For the rest of the day he sat trying to figure out the code in vain.
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Anjali unlocked the door and entered into the house. She flicked on the switch but the light didn't turn on.
She tried another switch but it didn't work. She groaned a little, "I'll have to call the electrician..."
Saying that, she called the electrician and with outstretched arms tried to find her way around the house.
Just then she felt someone behind her and turned around but there was no one. Her heart was thudding aloud, she hated darkness and this was scaring her.
Just as she was about to walk ahead, she heard the clip clop of shoes against the floor.... Anjali covered her mouth and held her breath.
Hiding behind the door she could make out a silhouette with a knife in his hand.
Anjali was turning nub with fright but she knew she had to do something quickly. If not she'd die. Siddharth! Yes!
She remembered and immediately messaged him saying that there is a creepy person at home and Pratap isn't here.
She found the silhouette moving around the house like a ghost and before the man could react, Anjali made a quick dash towards the bathroom and locked herself up inside.
