|AsYa-FF| ~::Hellspawn-Warped Angels::~(Chap8Pg30) - Page 15

"Mr. Khan your sister is with us if you want her safe and sound, meet us at the Crown Plaza hotel, and don't try and act smart. It's your sister's life we are talking about after all." With that she cut the call.

I was so damn angry that I never felt that I had crushed her earring in my palm and my palm was now bleeding from the deep gash it had left behind. Because my heart was bleeding because of the deep wound Zoya had left behind.

"Ayaan!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and my younger brother entered my room, looking sick with worry.

"What happened Bhai Jaan?" He asked me softly, his eyes revealing his expression. He was scared. Scared of me.

"The CBI took Najma! How can you be so irresponsible? Huh? I told you na, you have to be with her like a shadow! Can't you that much for me?" I shouted at him, he could not meet my eye.

"Bhai Jaan...I was with you...as soon as I got the news that the officers know your current location, I left her and came to you...I did not know that this could happen. I'm sorry." He spoke softly.

"Sorry is not going to bring her back, Ayaan! Get ready we are going to meet the officers in Crown Plaza." I said.

"Bhai, you don't go! Let me do this, you are in their hit list as it is!" He said.

"They won't kill me, of that I'm positive." I said. Even though she had betrayed me, a part of me was sure that she won't hurt me, I don't why but I was positive of it. After 15 minutes we left our house after informing Ammi about the incident.

She just said, "Bring her back, alive." And that was all it took to ignite the fire within. We reached the hotel and saw the black vans with the tinted windows already standing in the parking lot. We were turning to go inside when my nostrils were filled with that familiar fragrance. It was Zoya.

"We can talk right here, Mr. Khan don't want a blood bath inside the hotel, do you?" She said mechanically without a hint of emotion, and then I did the mistake of looking in her eyes. They were filled with hurt, pain and betrayal. That one glance made everything clear, she hadn't known it! She hadn't known it ever, that I was a criminal and in the end she would've to hunt me down.

"Where is my sister?" I asked her, even though there were around 7 officers standing in a semi-circle I had eyes only for her.

"She is safe, we'll bring her to you if you answer a few questions honestly." She spoke.

"I don't have anything to tell." I said.

"Be honest, at least this time Asad." She spoke softly.

I couldn't believe I had just said that out loud, it felt as if I had almost confessed my love for him in front of everyone. I could feel Mrityunjay's eyes boring holes in the back. Asad's stony expression turned soft but then again it hardened, he was as expressionless as a statue. That expression literally broke my heart, his eyes were blank they held no love for me like they did before. After all he was a criminal.

"We want to know why did you kill D'Cruz and Mr. Patel? Answer it truthfully and we'll let your sister go." This time Mrityunjay spoke and stood beside me.

"They knew who killed my father." He said simply.

"And your father is?" Mrityunjay asked again, this time Asad scoffed.

"You must've been the newer officers, everyone in CBI knows who my father is. Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan." He said.

I felt as if the world had crashed down on me. Fate and destiny two words that I hated now to the very core. My very own father had killed his, and he was hunting for him. He was after my father, like the saying goes an eye for an eye. All the more reasons to hate him but it was easier said than done. If someone would've killed my father, even I would be after that person.

"We'll bring Najma to you, just stay here." Mrityunjay stared at me, and I glared at him. No way was I going to disclose that it was my father who had killed his. I entered one of the vans and took Najma's hand and pulled her out. On getting out she ran into her brother's arms sobbing in his chest.

I could no longer take it, so I took hold of Mrityunjay's hand and pulled him inside the van, all the officers mimicked our actions. During the ride I did not speak a word, they dropped me off to my house and I entered my room and lay down on my bed. Many thoughts were racing inside my head. Should I tell him or not? That was the question that had been bugging me.

Suddenly my phone started ringing, I picked it up.

"Officer Zoya, you have to report immediately to the Crown Plaza hotel, some people have been shot and we suspect that Mr. Khan's people are related to this." It was Mrityunjay.

All of my sympathies for Asad were gone, he had proved that he was a heartless monster after all.

I hugged Najma tightly and she cried into my chest, I gently patted her hair and spoke calming words to her. Then I ordered Ayaan to take Najma home, they were just leaving when we heard a gun shot from inside the hotel. Ayaan looked at me with panic in his eyes.

I told him to take Najma home and took some of my men inside the hotel, our guns were out. Once we entered inside, all the hotel staff was running around when we heard another gunshot, this time from behind us. We turned round and saw Zoya with some of the other officers with her. She loaded her gun again.

With the black suit, the tight bun and a gun in her hand she looked menacing, if looks could kill, I would've been dead by now. She motioned her officers to take charge and they dispersed in different directions, leaving her alone.

She looked at me, this time her eyes held no pain just anger, burning hot anger. She was angry at me. I took a step towards her but stopped, when she pointed her gun towards me, a single tear rolled down her cheek. That single tear was a like a stab to my heart, I took another step towards her and this time she cocked her gun.

She could shoot me, but my heart said that she wouldn't, so I took another step towards her, but I stopped mid step because behind her was the shooter, and his gun was pointed towards her. Panic welled up in my heart, and then suddenly I felt as if time had stopped. Because I heard a gasp escape from Zoya's lips.

She clutched her stomach and then looked at her hands they were covered with blood. The gun fell from her hand and she fell down, I ran as if my life depended on it and then pulled her into my lap. It felt as if history was repeating itself. The last time it had been my father and he was gone, I could not let Zoya go.

I entered the hotel and saw that Asad and his men were already there, so he had started it Mrityunjay was right. He was taking his revenge on innocent people because his sister had been captured. Heartless monster.

I shot in the air and for a moment everyone stood still because they had seen that the force had arrived. Asad turned on hearing the gunshot and looked at me, but this time his face was not expressionless, it held something, something that was only for me to see.

This guy is crazy, and is making me crazy too! One moment he'll be all expressionless and would be like I don't give a damn and the other moment he'll have this caring expression on his goddamn face! What exactly does he want from me? I looked away from him an ordered my men to take their positions. Then I saw him coming towards me and I pointed my gun towards him.

Even though he had seen the gun pointing towards him, he did not stop and took another, this time I loaded my gun, even this did not stop him. He was going to take another when he stopped, his eyes popped out, and then I felt it. Someone had shot me from behind in the stomach.

It felt as if my stomach was on fire, the pain was excruciating, I clutched my stomach tightly and fell down on the floor. I could see black spots dancing in my vision, I heard Asad scream my name and then darkness engulfed me.

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