"Ranveer, tumhein pura bharosa hai na ki Chirag ne humein yahi par bulaya hai?"
"Address toh yahi bheja hai usne."
Ishaani nodded nervously. She could not shed off the feeling that something was very off about the deal that Chirag had struck up with them. She knew that the only reason Ranveer agreed to the deal was because she had badly entangled herself in matters that she had no clue about. Ranveer had seen through her faade and had finally discovered her true motive for asking him a divorce and things seemed to be afloat between them for the time being. There were several things unsaid between them and several things unresolved, but for now, this would do. Atleast they were by each other's side and that was Ishaani's strand of survival.
Ranveer on the other hand looked agitated. He could not understand why Ishaani had to be so stupid so as to take the blame over her head. Didn't she know that he was no longer Ranveer, a poor driver's son who could not fend for himself, but instead he was now RV, who had several contacts that could save him from any trouble in the nick of time? But try as he might, he could not feel angry on her. He got the emotion behind her this move and it was as though someone had rekindled a new fire of hope in his heart.
He only hoped that for once, Chirag would stick to his word and would just get the hell out of their lives as per the conditions he had stated the same morning.
Flashback:
Ranveer was reading a business file as Ishaani was setting up her wardrobe. She had shifted back to his room and the whole divorce trash was kept on hold for now, now that Ishaani's motive was in the open for both of them. He had managed to bail her out in time and he had managed to stop the falling dominos with the help of several contacts. It was a near-impossible task, yes, but RV was always known to do the impossible.
As soon as Ranveer finsihed reading up his file, his eyes went over Ishaani, who was struggling to hang one of her sarees in the wardrobe.
"Ruko. Main kar deta hoon."
Ishaani stopped abruptly as Ranveer walked towards her, and took the hangers away from her hand. Being the taller of the two, his hand reached the top of the wardrobe much easier and before they knew it, the hangers had reached their rightful places. Ishaani and Ranveer however were both lost in their own world of fantasy before Ishaani managed to snap out of it first.
"Thanks.", she muttered awkwardly while giving him one of her loving smiles that could disarm Ranveer within a matter of seconds. There was a lingering silence for a few moments, before Ranveer smiled back at her and took her hand in his. But before he could speak anything, his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, his newly reformed mood changed into one of contorted rage, as he answered the call and spoke harshly.
"Kya chahiye tumhein Chirag?"
"Morning Ranveer! Kya baat hai, mujhe toh laga ki tumhaara mood aaj bada accha hone wala hai. Aaj Valentine's Day hai aur tum aur tumhaari maashuka saath hai. Par tum toh ukhde ukhde se hi ho. Hmmm. Interesting."
"Ghar se nikaale jaane ke baad, lagta hai ab bhi tumhaari akal thikaane nahi aayi hui hai."
Chirag disregarded the quip.
"Waise, Ishaani hai kya aas-paas? Usse bhi thodi pyaar mohabbat ki baatein..."
"Aye! Uska naam apni gandi zubaan se lene ki himmat bhi mat karna. Mere office se diamonds churaane ki jurrat toh kar di tumne, par yeh mat samjho ki tum bach gaye."
"Oh wow! Kya baat hai Ranveer. Tum toh bade smart nikle yaar. Chalo accha hai, ab jab diamonds ki baat nikli hi hai, toh iss ka bhi fayda utha hi lete hai. Ishaani ko bhi bulaao aur apna phone speaker pe daalo. Meri baat tum dono ki matlab ki hi hai." Ranveer looked hesitant but turned towards Ishaani, who had a perplexed look on her face. Ranveer covered the speaker of the phone and spoke in a blank tone.
"Chirag ka phone hai. Use hum dono se baat karni hai diamonds ke baare mein."
Ishaani nodded her head in affirmative though she looked nauseated to even talk to him.
"Maine speaker phone chalu kar diya hai."
"Oh hello baby! Kaisi ho tum? Bade dino se tumhaare darshan nahi hue."
Ishaani turned a shade more crimson while her nose turned red - a sign that she was angry. Very angry.
"Tumhein agar diamonds ke baare mein baat karni hai, toh bolo, warna fisool ki baaton ke liye humaare paas koi time nahi hai."
"Arre darling, tum toh bura maan gayi." Returning back to his meanest tone, he continued. "Mere paas tum dono ke liye ek deal hai."
"Kaisi deal?" Ranveer and Ishaani spoke together and looked baffled. Chirag on the other hand, snickered, but ploughed on ahead.
"Main tumhein diamonds lautaane ke liye tayyar hoon, par uske badle mein mujhe mera ghar chahiye. Aur uske saath saath 1 crore rupay bhi."
Ranveer rolled his eyes in frustration while Ishaani gritted her teeth.
"Tumhein kya lagta hai, ki hum dono bewakoof hai, jo tumhaare iss jaal mein phas jayenge?"
"Bewakoof hi toh ho tum dono. Isiliye toh ab tak phaste aa rahe ho. Aur main seedhi baat hi karunga. Tum khud bhi yeh baat jaante ho ki though tumne Ishaani ki bail karwa di hai, par yeh temporary hai. Kuch din ke andar case toh uspar ban hi jayega. Aur phir, na tum use bacha sakoge aur na hi koi aur. Agar use kuch bacha sakta hai, toh woh sirf yeh diamonds hai. Yeh sirf ek one-time offer hai. Soch samajhkar apna jawaab bata dena mujhe."
"Par ismein tumhaara kya fayda hoga?" Ishaani questioned him, her confusion evident.
"Sach bolu, toh ab main tum dono se pak chuka hoon. Tum dono ka roz ka yahi naatak. Isiliye ab maine faisla kar diya hai ki mujhe pas apna ghar aur paisa chahiye. Dono ke milte hi main tum dono ki zindagi se humesha humesha ke liye nikal jaunga."
Ranveer looked towards Ishaani and saw her face mirroring back the same look at him. They both knew that he was a lying toerag, but they also knew that the possession of the real diamonds was the only thing that could take them out of this mess.
Sighing, Ishaani nodded at him in affirmative, while Ranveer nodded back and spoke to Chirag once again.
"Theek hai. Hum log deal karne ke liye tayyar hai. Par ek shart par. Tumhein paise aur property ke papers sirf humein diamonds dene ke baad hi milega."
"Smart choice Ranveer. Isiliye toh tum aaj King of Dalal Street ke naam se jaane jaate ho." Ranveer glared at the phone, wishing nothing but to wring Chirag's neck. Keeping his anger at bay, Ranveer choked the words out of himself.
"Paise aur papers kahan leke pohonchna hai?"
"Tum uski tension mat lo. Main tumhein address send kar dunga. Tum bas mera saamaan tayyar rakhna."
Flashback Ends
Ranveer just prayed that everything went according to plan today. Taking a deep breath, he stepped out of the car, Ishaani following suit. Both of them walked silently together, a thousand thoughts running into both of their minds. They soon entered the premises, hearts beating frantically and ears alert for any source of noise.
"Chirag ne humein use Warehouse No. 3 mein milne ke liye kaha tha na?"
"Haan Ishaani..." Ranveer and Ishaani walked together, albeit more closer this time. On reaching Warehouse No. 3, Ranveer looked at the door. The door was made of iron and was quite rusted. He pushed the door, to check whether it was unlocked or no and the door creaked open on his touch. He and Ishaani shared a glance before both of them entered the room.
The room was freezing cold. If Ranveer had guessed it right, the room's temperature must have been barely a degree above freezing point. The room had an eerie blue light and something red caught his glance just then. Walking ahead, leaving Ishaani behind despite her protests, he walked up to the red pouch that sat right in the middle of the room. The moment Ranveer picked up the touch however, he heard Ishaani shriek.
"It's a trap Ranveer!"
Turning his back quickly, he found Ishaani running towards the door of the room, which shut just before she could reach with a loud bang. Ishaani banged her fists on the iron door, while Ranveer could hear someone's laughter from right outside the room. The locks clinked on the door, leaving Ranveer and Ishaani locked in the room while the manic laughter eventually died away.
Ranveer and Ishaani turned to look at one another as realization struck them hard.
They were stuck in a frozen storage container.