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The traffic light turned red and the taxi came to a halt. She told the driver that she would be back in a moment. The driver was reluctant but she managed to convince him. She got out of the taxi quickly and crossed the traffic so she could follow him.
With her ipad in hand, she cautiously followed him. he turned into a narrow lane and soon the crowds began to thin . He went into a deserted house. Zoya looked through the window but she could not see the face of the lady he was talking to. She had worn a richly embroidered sari and had a raspy voice that Zoya thought she had heard somewhere but could not remember where. The lady handed him a bundle of money and Zoya could see the smug smile on the man's face. she inched closer to the window sill, trying to see the face of the woman but she could not.
"I was unable to acknowledge your great work earlier because you were out of town but it is never too late. You have outweighed my expectations, Asad has believed now that Rashid has not only murdered an innocent lady but also attempted to put to death his dearer-than- life mother. What a game we have played! ".The roar of her wicked laughter echoed through the empty room.
Zoya knew what she had to do. She took out her Ipad and stated recording the scene.
"Asad was already pretty sure that Rashid was at fault for what had happened. My false setup just confirmed his misunderstanding. Poor Rashid, a prey to my trap !". said raghu and joined the lady in her laugh.
"Asad's father is innocent, just as phoopi had considered earlier. He has just been a rat in a rattrap- at the wrong place at the wrong time, just like me." thought Zoya to herself.
"But who is this lady and why does she want to deepen the already present cracks in Asad and his father's relation?", Zoya wondered. She could not think of any plausible motive of the lady. Until there were other things she was yet to know.
She needed to know who this lady was. She moved sideways to get a better view but in the process, she dropped a steel mug kept on a cobwebbed drum. The noise was so enormous that she thought it would wake the dead.
Raziya looked towards the window. There was someone else apart from the two of them who was attending their little party, albeit uninvited. She saw a shadow flicker across the curtains and she ordered her partner in crime to catch hold of the intruder. She herself went outside out of curiosity.
When she was onto the hard cemented road outside, she saw Raghu run after a girl. Zoya. This girl was a pain in the ass. Her ears flared up at the thought of the consequences, in case the girl got out alive.
"But she was to leave the country hours ago. What in the name of god is she doing here?", Raziya thought angrily. But she had had enough of this rat, sneaking anywhere and everywhere. Out of pity, something Raziya never believed she was capable of , she had let the girl live until now. However, now it was high time that this rat was trapped, for the sake of everything she considered hers. This girl was a gale who could deracinate her very existence. The foolish girl however, was unaware of the turmoil she could bring into Raziya Sidhiqui's life, for the sake of which Raziya had sinned time and over.
Zoya ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Clutchin her Ipad in one hand and her cellphone in the other, she punched the only number she could think of at the moment- Asad's.
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