PriVeer SS: Little World (Chapter 10 updated on page 16) - Page 5

Originally posted by: Annika_Ishqbaaz

my heartbeats have increased.. please dont let anything happen to Priyanka and Ranveer...
who is that cheapde who is the actual killer?
continue sooonish.

Eyes

Ranveer looked at his wife, softly humming a tune as she chopped the vegetables. She suddenly turned towards him and smiled. Quirking an eyebrow, she asked "what's up ACP?" He chuckled and shook his head as he put some salt on the bell peppers, sauting them. She gave him a side hug, before hugging his arm and sighing. He kissed the top of her head. Priyanka was grateful for her little family. Every morning would start with one of them making breakfast followed by a long chat about a list of endless things. She looked up at Ranveer, her heart filled with warmth at his smile. She would go to the ends of this world, to protect this smile. His happiness, Ayaan's happiness meant everything to her.

"University of Delhi, missing since 2007. Shinde, we need to know what he looks like now. Could you arrange it for me?" asked Ranveer, hands on hips, eyes furrowed deep in thought. "Yes. I an definitely do that for you sir!" Shinde said and left.

Ranveer looked at his whiteboard, deep in thought, he needed to know what this man looks like now, if not what he looked like 10 years ago. He looked at the photo of the missing professor, who seemed to be in his teens at the time this photo was taken.

"Samrat Khurana, Harvard grad," he muttered.

Priyanka came out of the store, her hands holding bags filled with groceries. She quickly needed to grab a few items because she wanted to make lasagna. As Priyanka was about to get inside the car, she saw a man approaching him. Priyanka had noticed the man earlier, stopping random people and asking them something that the listener seemed not to have the answer to, for they would shake their heads and leave. She couldn't see his face, for his head was covered in a grey shawl. Her instincts told her to hop inside the car and drive off, but she persisted, but not before situated the sharper end of her car keys in between the fingers so it was sticking out. "Yes," she said, her voice stern. "Madamji, I am in a huge problem. I had gone to the police station but the ACP wasn't there! My son was killed madamji! I have to talk to the, do you know where he lives?" he said, his voice enveloped in fear and sorrow. Priyanka narrowed her eyes, for some reason this didn't sound right. Then again, she could be extremely protective when it came to Ranveer and Ayaan. Almost like a bear protecting her cubs and family. She is a compassionate person and was extremely proud of Ranveer, for he was helping those who needed it. Priyanka loved the idea of standing by those who was alone, but for some odd reason something seemed odd in this case, so she said "I am sorry. I have to go," immediately got up inside her car and drove off. She looked at the man from her rearview mirror, he was still looking at her, she could tell. Maybe she shouldn't have done that, but why take the risk?

The man looked at the car as it slowly disappeared in front of his eyes. He gritted his teeth. He would find out where does the ACP live. He has to find the ACP. He just has to.

"Samrat always used to say that he was a mystery," said Mr. Khurana as he looked away through his window. "He could come home late, looking completely distraught," he paused then continued, "he used to say that university was getting too much for him, that he needed a breather." Ranveer frowned. Maybe Samrat Khurana left because he wanted a break from university and lecture?

He suddenly asked, "How do you and Mr. Khurana know each other?" Mr. Singh replied, his eyes suddenly turning distant, "We grew up in an orphanage. Samrat and I were inseperable, but then a family took him when he was 10. He promised me that we would always be friends. We used to talk over the phone, but Samrat never came to see me, for the family left for USA, pretty soon. Then about 10 years ago, he called again and our age old friendship was rekindled," his eyes lit up at the last part like those of a child's. He then continued, "It was a miracle really. He told me that he had decided to move back to India. Then he told me that he had joined Delhi University, Ranveer asked, "could we take a look at his room?" to which Mr. Khurana nodded and proceeded to show them the way. "We left it unscathed" said Mr. Khurana. Ranveer went inside the spacious bedroom - a bookshelf on one side that was the size of small classroom, his bed on the other side and a walk in closet at the far end. He went near the pitch-black bookshelf and scanned the area for a bit. "Mr. Khurana, we may need to stay inside the room, and check every corner" Ranveer said to which the man nodded and left. Shinde went near the bed, bending down, looking for evidence - a note maybe? Ranveer looked at the wall, there were certificates of recognition from various places, all dated back to the 90s, back when he was studying at Harvard.

That's strange. How come he didn't have any certificate of recognition from the universities he taught at?

Ranveer noticed that bookshelf was filled with books about the human anatomy. "Looks like the professor was very passionate about what he taught," Ranveer thought. He looked around, and found a very lifelike model of the human heart on his study table. Shinde thought that the room had a rather eerie vibe, for there was only one small window at the end of the room, the curtains were all black, the spacious room was painted in grey and white. He didn't tell Ranveer what he thought of the room, it wasn't related to the case anyway. However, it was still bothersome to know that a person's room could look so dull. The bed covers were black and the pillows were white. Even the books were all covered in grey and black. The walls had various pictures of the anatomy of the human but the one that caught his sir's eyes was the one with the anatomy of the upper body, perfectly labeled in black ink, with notes stuck to its sides. Ranveer had to admit that even in bright daylight the room looked rather dull. One thing that struck him hard was there was no mirror in the room or the attached the washroom. Even the faucets were matte in color, some painted in grey, which would stop light from reflecting.

"That's strange," Ranveer thought. There were no phone lines in the room, no sigh of technology that people can use for communication, except for a rather old computer, which can date back to the 90s. The room gave out a creepy vibe and could suffocate those who probably was not used to being under pressure.

"Shinde, I need to take photos of this room. Something doesn't seem right here. I need the rest of the crew to take a look at this bookshelf," Ranveer said, one hand in his pocket the other pointing at the bookshelf. Suddenly one book caught Ranveer's eyes. He furrowed his eyes brows at it and pulled in out. It was by the professor himself, and Ranveer was curious. So, he opened it and frowned. How come the book was on psychology when the prof was a biology professor? For some reason it didn't settle right with him. Then again, he thought, that professors tend to delve into various things but usually had a focus on study. Maybe psychology was one of his passions? He decided to read the book, for it would help him understand the way the professor thinks which could help him to find him. His eyes wandered around the bookshelf, 90% of the books were new, 10% seemed really old. For some reason, he felt that the mystery of the missing professor was in the bookshelf itself.

He turned towards Shinde and said "Shinde, we definitely have to come back here. We are not done. I think the Professor Khurana was going through something, maybe the loss of a loved one? This room is holding all the secrets he was hesitant to tell the world. I think, our answer is hiding in this bookshelf," he paused and then continued "We are going to Delhi University now. He spent hours at his university and there has to be some clue there." Shinde nodded in understanding and the duo took their leave.

"Mr. Khurana? Who Mr. Khurana? I don't know any Khurana. Sorry we are not allowed to give private info. What are you up to, stealing question papers?" said the man and frowned. He had a long day and now out of nowhere a young man was sitting in front of him asking him ridiculous questions. Ranveer furrowed his eyebrows and slammed his badge on the table. This insolent man! He hadn't believed him when he said that he is an ACP. The man looked at his badge and gulped. His body language suddenly changed and now he was slumping his shoulders. He looked at Ranveer, beady eyed and said, his voice masked in fake politeness, "S-Sorry sir. You know kids these days! They pose and threaten us! Buy question papers and such," Ranveer narrowed his eyes, his jaws tight, before he exclaimed, "That's because people like you cause the students to cheat! Instead of reporting to the Dean's Office, you manipulate these minds and then use it as an alibi!" The beady eyed an gulped, and scratched his face, before he said "S-S-Sorry sir! I will never do it again! Forgive me!" and clasped his hands together. Ranveer gritted his teeth and said, "we will see that later. Right now, I am not here to listen to you sob story or alibi, I need info on Mr. Khurana," the man nodded and got busy trying to draw out the info on the said professor. He then said to Ranveer, "Sir, Professor Khurana resigned about 10 years ago."

Priyanka looked at herself in the mirror, as she combed her hair, humming Ranveer's favorite tune. Suddenly Priyanka froze. She saw a pair of eyes, staring right at her. She suddenly turned back and looked at the window but no one was there. She gulped. Priyanka was terrified. It was 7pm and it would be at least an hour since Ranveer got back. She breathed heavily in and out, for she had to remain calm no matter what. She couldn't forget those eyes, the look in those eyes. They resembled that of a wild animal's, ready to attack its prey.

Wow as usual. You always leave me wanting for more.

Aaahhh I feel like screaming about how freaking good this story line is 👏 keep up the good work sis

Originally posted by: emina

Wow as usual. You always leave me wanting for more.

But the bad guy is now so close to Prinku😭

Hopefully ACP reached on time.

Yikes!!! this is getting creepier day by day...
God!!!
continue soonish and thanks for the pm.

Originally posted by: Immaturebookie

Aaahhh I feel like screaming about how freaking good this story line is 👏 keep up the good work sis

That's amazing Tahiti!! Thank God Prinku didn't answer that man right 😲. When I was reading your update,it seemed to me as if I'm watching any Hollywood thriller movie. Thanks for updating soon.

Originally posted by: dimaag

That's amazing Tahiti!! Thank God Prinku didn't answer that man right 😲. When I was reading your update,it seemed to me as if I'm watching any Hollywood thriller movie. Thanks for updating soon.

Originally posted by: Annika_Ishqbaaz

Yikes!!! this is getting creepier day by day...
God!!!
continue soonish and thanks for the pm.