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Chapter 1: "Ancient Mysteries."

3 Years Later…………….

"AB tak humaari police force DON aur uske aadmion ko pakkar naee paayi hai Mr. Saxena. It has been three years. Three years to that incident when he was so close to us and we missed him. THREE YEARS. Aur aap log kuch nahi kar paaye!" the chief officer banged the case file on the table in pure agitation.

"Not anymore Officer." The door was pushed back, and a tall handsome figure clad in a white shirt, with a black waist coat and black pants towered inside the office.

"Who is he?" another officer sitting across the table investigated.

"Welcome Sir. Gentlemen, meet him. He is Siddhant Moddhi the chief under cover head of the FBI. He will specially see to it now himself. Please provide co-operation."

"So Mr. Saxena." Siddhant eyed him smiling shrewdly, and began. "You have been on this case since?"

"um Um three three years Sir." He stammered.

"Is that so? And yet the result is?" he now calmly took a seat, eyeing him the whole time.

"Sir we had been." He was interrupted rather rudely.

"I.asked.what.is.the.result. Do you get me?" the look in his eyes grew berating.

"Um we did try to." His face was covered in moisture now.

"You are fired." He stated as simply as it could get.

"What?" he was stunned for a moment.

"I said you are fired. Do not get back. Leave your belongings, and get out of here in a moment, and yes, you're under the interrogation until the suspicion is lifted off you. GET IT?" he stood clearing himself. Silence fell in the whole room.

"But Sir he is a very trusted officer." Another shocked officer tried to reason.

"I trust no one but only myself. Got it?" he looked at him, clear and serious.

"Yes sir."

"Dismiss."

All left. Not a question rose.

"Siddhant?" Atul entered the cabin, to find his beloved friend digging through files.

"Atul, three years, and this girl have been a mystery. We need to locate her. No more time will be wasted." Siddhant sighed frustrated.

"It is not like we did not try to find her. But we know nothing about the girl. We are even oblivious to the fact if she is alive or not." Atul presented the reasons.

"FOR I CARE ATUL! I know one thing, that girl is alive, and second thing she has seen DON."

"And that's the only reason we combine to run hysterically after a girl we know not? For she would have been alive we would have had a hold on her Sid. What do you assume? If she did survive, DON would have left her? What do you think of him as my boy? Do not underestimate him. It has been 3 years now. DON would've found her way before and killed her. Even her dead bones would have rotten up till now. She cannot chase him for 3 years. That is impossible." Atul put forth all the reasons.

Siddhant stopped his search, and looked up for a moment. However the serenity was soon broken with a surreptitious smile.

"ATUL that.is.the.point. It is impossible, and yet she has changed the circumference of possibilities. DON is chasing her since 3 years, and yet she lives."

"How can you predict that?" Atul questioned, as curiosity got the better of him.

"It is very simple. I had a conversation with the officer injured in that encounter 3 years before. He stated that woman had been in a wedding gown the specific day in that building. My intelligence sources further informed me it was Shashank Gupta's adopted daughter's wedding ceremony that particular day. Riddhima Gupta. And it is only her missing since that day. The officer further confirmed it was the same man with her, who was shot dead by DON's men that day when he was showed the photo of Riddhima's fianc. Nobody knows where Riddhima is. And why is she alive? Because recently another building had blown up, and reports say Riddhima had been living previously in that building, but she left the place hours before the incident. That means, RIDDHIMA.IS.ALIVE and DON is leaving no stone unturned to find her. But now we have to find her before him. She definitely will be our most important asset in this mission. WE.CANNOT.AFFORD.LOOSING.HER." he relaxed back in his chair sipping his espresso.

The door was pushed open all of a sudden, and an officer barged in. "I apologize to intrude your conversation like this Sir, but your suspicion had been utterly positive. Mr. Saxena has ties with the underworld. He is most likely to be associated with DON and his people." The man bowed respectfully and exited the room.

Siddhant let out a victorious diabolical chuckle. "This I promise is going to be FUN D O N!"

"Lets Go Officer Atul Joshi. Time for work."

………………………………………………

The rush of water travelled down the soft flesh of her body. The heat of the droplets engulfed her cold body, turning into provision of warmth. She shut her eyes, letting her mind and muscles relax. Her head rested against the surface of the glass cubicle, and she slowly breathed. The water warming her senses up.

"Riddhima." His slow haunting voice slowly rung in her ears, and her eyes widened in utter shock. The heat had transmuted into evaporated steam, blurring the glass cubicle. Her hands acted faster, and she turned the shower off. Her body began to shiver in a rapid pace. She dug her nails into the soft flesh of her arms, pushing her body hard against the glass. She felt something dripping on the floor, its voice echoed in the serene cubical. Slowly she let her lids, fall, her eyeballs moved in the south direction to see red splattering across her floor. Her heartbeat rose in a fraction of a second. She moved back, as if she had been jolted by an electric shot. The horrifying moment, made her eyes shut, and as she took this step, it was nothing but another mistake. Strong memories in a chain of reminisce flashed through her mind. All clogging her mind with blur moments. She felt a sharp tool penetrating her body excruciatingly, and the next moment, the pain became unbearable. Steam engulfed her face. She slowly opened her lids, water streaming down rapidly, and her eyes met two blue dangerous orbs. A satisfied devilish smile complimented his features, as he stepped closer, whispering diabolically into her ears. Her helpless body, now cringed to him for support.

"And I had told you, I will find you Riddhima." His grin echoed in the cubical. She stared down in utter disbelief, and the knife had cut through her intestine, and blood was pouring out in showers.

"NOOO." She woke up screaming wildly in her sleep, when the realization slowly struck her. It was only just a dream – a horrible nightmare. She sat stunned for moments to pass, her face clouded with perspiration. She let out an enormous amount of airs, her lungs filling up with fresh oxygen.

"Riddhima?" Anjali ran into her room, her face worried and stricken with panic.

"Di kuch naee, who I I hate a nightmare." She confessed wiping of the tears that formed at the edge of her eyes.

"About that night? About HIM?" Anjali sat beside her rubbing her back in a gesture of comfort.

"I lost my memory three years ago. I remember absolutely not a thing; I don't know from whom am I running since last three years. I don't know whose face it is which has been haunting me since last three years! BLOODY HELL HE WANTS TO KILL ME AND I KNOW IT! He has made my life a hell di. Who is he? What is that, he desires from me? Why is he after me di? Whose face is it, which is haunting me since last three years,?" she curled up in a ball, blaring in hysteria.

"You know who he is Riddhima." Anjali's words brought a dangerous serenity in the room.

…………………………………………..

"DON we have tracked successfully, her current location." A man entered his room clad in a formal black suit, and crisp coat.

"FUK. How many times I have to remind Rahul? Knock when you enter."

Rahul suppressed his chuckle. The man let out an amused and irritated sigh, moving up on the weight of his elbows. Enveloped in the shield of a satin blue sheet, he was more likely inundated in an erotic activity.

Rahul turned his back at him, pouring out a gesture of dramatic clamor.

The woman beneath the man realized, she had have her pleasure for the day, when the man moved back, his clothes returning to his body, and his eyes gesticulating a final farewell.

She wrapped the sheet around her, and picked up her clothes. She returned the man a smile; however her disappointment was unsuccessfully concealed behind a transparent mask.

Once the door was closed, Rahul turned, his face now holding an immense pressure of a reservoir, stopping his extreme flow of laughter.

"Keep your fukn mouth close Rahul, or else I will shoot you." He buttoned up his shirt.

"GOD GOD that girl was a f**kin retard in bedding. You turned out to be my savior." He gave his annoyed sexy grin.

"I thought I had been an invader to a pleasuring intimacy." Rahul commented amusedly.

"Romantic larkian aur romantic baatein mujhe bohat bore karti hain Rahul." He grinned in utter amusement and irritation.

"Who was she anyway?" Rahul walked towards the man he recognized as the King of the world of terror.

"huh." He let out a satisfied chuckle. "she was the woman hired to play the role of a bar dancer, by my lovely well wishers." He shook his head grinning, filling up his glass.

"you mean the police. They summoned a plan? How did you escape then? And what the hell was she doing here?" bafflement crowded Rahul.

"Dude. Wrong question. The question should be how is she still alive? Anyway you hopefully bid her farewell? She is going to hell sweet hell soon. AHH GAHD I have to stay with such idiots there when I die. Hell got to have a private place for me. These clowns are so gay." He turned around laughing sexily.

"Anyways what is the news?" He gestured Rahul to continue.

"We tracked her. We tracked her location. This is it. RIDDHIMA has been located." The man glutted out a vast amount of water that had been recently gulped in. The massive flesh of his body froze for a second. The muscles of his jaw tightened. He shut his eyes for a moment. He reminisced each moment of the night closely. Those green frightened eyes, and his stupid foolish act of not killing her made him agitate inwardly.

He threw the glass away. His eyes slowly shifted towards Rahul. "Riddhima Gupta?"

Rahul nodded in confirmation.

"You have been tracking her since three bloody years. i.have.been.tracking.her.since.3.years" he pressurized each syllable in utter disbelief, alerting Rahul. The mention of Riddhima did something to the man who stood in front of him.

"Relax DON. The news is confirmed."

"I want Riddhima." He slowly murmured, those eyes now digging in his soul.

"DON." Rahul began.

The man kicked the table, as it fell back to the ground, the glass shattered into pieces.

"I FREAKN WANT RIDDHIMA. She has been bluffing me. M.E. Since last three years, this girl has been bluffing me. All her tracks, locations, past records, school files, reports, fukn vanished. You have been unsuccessful in finding a single photo of hers. She escapes the last moment everytime. Everytime im so bloody near, and she runs away. She fukn challenged me. She needs to learn a lesson. A very IMPORTANt L E S S O N." his eyes stared at his reflection in the broken pieces.

"I am going to find you Riddhima. I will. Run for all you can. Run as far as you can. You will pay for haunting my dreams every night. You will pay for each second that has passed by. This is fun. You are a challenge to me. My S W E E T challenge." He was back to his perfect diabolical avatar.

"Rahul, where is she?" his gaze lifted to meet Rahul's eyes.

"shes currently in Hotel ViewBlue."

"AHH." He grinned more explicitly now. "Interesting. You are too clever Riddhima. Too clever. But you forgot a single thing. I am unbeatable."

The predator sets a trap

The prey turns alert.

The predator, smiles and bewitches it in the magic of light

The prey void of illumination walks in need.

And the predator catches its prey

PRECAP: Reasons?

She picked up the cellphone.

"Missed me riddhima?" his voice echoed in his ears, and she froze.

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