She started.
Flashback: -
Arjun was her 8 months old son.
On the same mission, five months ago, she had been assigned to work undercover in a child care institute which was under suspicion. Marketing of illegal ammunition were rumored to go on at the place. And then one day, or to be more precise, one night, while she had just finished all the required chores, she heard some commotion in the locked, musty room beneath which was quite eerie. As far as she had known the room was never used and now those bangs could only make the current situation more suspicious. Arming herself, she steadily and sleuthfully made her way down to the underground attic. As she neared the entrance she observed some remunerative transaction being carried out. Censorious of the actions of the masked men, she quietly slipped into the room and switched on her emergency efficient camera. They were hiding a medium- sized ivory carved wooden carton near the rotten and rickety furniture. Something smelled funny. She had an intuitive that these men must be affiliated with the leaders of the suspected gang. Naina knew that she couldn't outright arrest them. They outnumbered her and more of all proof was required. All they had been doing was loading and unloading stuff. And then she struck gold. Her eyes had caught a pair of uncensored rifles, all clean and polished lying on the ground all ready to be filled into the box. She was glad all this was being recorded. This video could act as a stepping stone for the foundation and establishment of substantial evidence. Afoot with a full-proof plant made on the spot, she quickly sent a message to Ali informing him of the situation. She knew the reaming part would be managed by him. About half or so later, when the men had almost completed the task, she decided to slip out of the room and let Ali and others continue from there. Swiftly, hiding the video in the thigh strap, she proceeded to leave. She had almost succeeded when her foot struck with an underlying rusty iron wrench filling the atmosphere with a creepy screech. Naina held her breath. She had to think of something quick. The masked men were alert and looked up but to their surprise found no one. Through God's grace a small rat scampered across the dirt. Taking it to be the source of the voice the men relaxed and then walked away but unfortunately not before locking the door away. Naina was in a fix. She didn't have a pickpocket tool box along with her. She heard snatches of some upheaval outside through the ventilator. Her colleagues had done her job. When thing died down she quickly called Huda and told him to get her out of the room. But the reply she received rattled her. The men had covered their tracks. They had received information that if they were caught they first had to destroy all evidence that could threaten to implicate the larger ring and then kill them selves. Thereby when the officials had caught them they had switched on the self-destructive bomb which was placed in the ivory box as a safety measure. Naina couldn't believe it. She quickly told him about her predicament. Huda was worried, neither he nor Ali could come down. They had with much difficulty restrained the men from in taking the cyanide capsules. Naina suddenly heard faint ticks. Quickly, walking over to the box, she found the timer running on. She had 10 minutes at the tops. With brevity and courage she told Huda to hastily get the kids out. They were about 50 toddlers in the centre and they had to evacuate the place. She would think about something. She found a spare safety pin in her pocket and tried to break though the padlock. But the pin broke before long. 4 minutes to go. She was confident that the infants were safe. But she wasn't so confident about herself regarding the same. Finally, having found a sleek, rusty wire she broke the lock.
1 minute more to go:-
Before leaving the site, she heard the faint sound of an infant crying. She ran speedily towards the source and saw a tiny baby crying while crawling along the glazed tiles. Quickly picking him she darted out. Just as she reached the front gates, a large blast threw her off her feet. Before falling she ensured that nothing happened to her baby. Sub-consciously, she realized that she had struck a deep, pure rapport with the life in her hand within a few seconds. Maternal emotions had risen for the child who now snuggled in her hands and had subdued to just slight sobs.
She must have lost out on one of her most important developments of the case with the uncensored ammunitions destroyed but she had gained something more beautiful, lovable and splendid. She had been gifted a son!!
Arjun
