Part 10 :-
TIME:- 2:30 pm
The lounge had a sophisticated and an authentic feel to it. The golden-lighted chandeliers above had a majestic aura about them. The darkish red posh carpets felt glorious beneath the pencil-healed sandals. She had been allotted room No 201 on the second floor. Well not a room but a suite. It was spacious and heavenly. A breathtaking view of the outside scenario could be seen behind the massive velvety curtains. She glanced at her luggage, which had been placed neatly near the wardrobe. She decided to unpack later and jumped onto the large, cozy bed falling asleep within seconds.
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Time :- 4:10 pm &nbs p;
He slowly walked towards the bank with his shoes making absolutely no sound at all. The bank was crowded. Nearing the partially-enclosed cubicle he knocked.
" Mr. Sharma!! Do you need anything? We were just a phone call away. Why did you take the pain?"
" I need access to my locker. Thereby I needed permission."
" But you never come here. I mean where is your assistant?"
" I have 10 minutes at the maximum"
" Yeah…ummmmmm… Please follow me." He spluttered.
Inside the safe deposit locker room-
" A sense of privacy keeps a man satisfied."
" Yes. I was just leaving"
No sooner was the room at his disposal; did he quickly walk towards his vault and opened it. Then his eyes strayed past the following rows in quest of a certain special one. His eyes soon struck gold and the brown tinges lingered on it. Then taking a master key, which had maliciously been hidden under the collar of his striped shirt, he smirked victoriously. His feet soon took him to vault No.678 that was ironically directly opposite to his 009. Within seconds there was an exchange of the concealed product. He mentally thanked the gadget, which had passed as a cell phone to keep the security cameras at bay. Wiping the small bead of sweat from his brow, he confidently walked of the vault locker room.
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Lazily stretching her hands Kripa glanced at her cell that had beeped.
Clock: - 6:45 pm
Reminder: - Get Started Get Going
Having a quick shower, and putting on a jet-black jeans and halter indigo top, she locked her room and walked towards the elevator. The gates slided open almost automatically worshiping her thought.