Asya Untitled FF pg 5 /12 Feb

Hello wonderful ladies and ladies😆

Manhattan, 6 am in the morning.

the city was already buzzing with activity, but one lady was oblivious to all this. she laid there, sleeping peacefully in her bed...which was very messed up. 2 pillows were on the floor, the duvet was hanging from a side, barely covering the girls legs. the mattress was messed up...looks like someone also did wrestling last night on the bed except sleeping on it.

the shrill ring of phone woke her up. first she tried to reach for it, but in sub conscious mind she felt its too far from her reach. then she dragged one pillow from side and kept it on her head, covering her ears so that she can sleep peacefully. when neither worked and phone continued to buzz, she woke up, supporting herself with elbow and pressed the answer button.

"you better have a good reason to wake me up." she muttered, again keeping her head on her pillow.

"there is a body." the other side answered.

"arre yaar." she muttered, rubbing her temple, "cant these killers sleep at night and do all this murders in morning? puri neend kharaab kardi."

the other side chuckled, but before he can answer, someone snatched the phone from him and started to talk to the girl.

"i will put up a notice." she jerked from her dream like phase, her eyes widen in shock. but then she glared at particularly nothing and groaned in frustration.

"i will put up a notice," the voice continued, "that all killers should murder in morning, coz Miss Farooqui, the Forensic Expert of precinct, cant get up in middle of her beauty sleep and help her team investigate the case. is that alright for you?"

she gave the called curses, and more curses to the killer. she woke up, mumbling, "i will be right there." and cut the call.

the guy from precinct, handed over the phone to its owner, giving him a look she-is-impossible.

"dude, dont look at me like that." the owner of the phone said, raising his hand in air in hands up position.

"remind me once again why i cant sack her.'' the other guy rubbed his temple and asked in tired tone.

"coz she is THE best, with all the dramas and antics of her."

some 20 minutes later

it was a usual crime scene. a body covered in blood, there was outline where it was lying, the area was covered with police line do not cross tag, there were police in dress, and detectives. all was normal.

the only abnormal thing was a girl. her open hair, listening to ipod while looking right through a magnifying glass and observing the dead body, occessional chewing something in her mouth which was surely a pink big babool, and after 30 secs humming the lyrics of the song in not so melodious voice of hers.

if all these were not enough, her dress was surely not suitable for a crime scene. she was in her PJs, which was covering her legs till knee. she was wearing snickers, a jogging snickers, and there was a jacket tied on her waist. if an outside sees her, he/ she cant think this girl was a part of NYPD precincts.

the boss rubbed his temple at her dressing and antics, but pushed it all in back of his head when he started talking to the people who had first noticed this body in this lonely alley. after some minutes, he excused himself and joined his colleague and other detective.

"i finished examining." she had finished her work and joined them, removing her gloves and wearing the jacket. the pink headphones were hanging around her neck.

"what the hell you are wearing?" the boss said in gritted teeth. she looked at him like he has gone crazy.

"what do you expect me to wear when i run straight out of my bed for a crime scene?" she retorted back and rolled her eyes. she informed that she and her team taking the bodo for more tests, and she bid good bye.

sitting in the van specially for forensic team and that too in front of a dead body, she started to talk to it.

"arrogant, jack ass, arthodox asshole."

then her angry eyes turned into dreamy ones.

"sexy, hot, jahapanah six packs."

he looked her sitting in the van and closing the door on his face. he pinched the bridge of his nose, and muttered to himself.

"crazy, lazy, weird girl." he sighed, "Allah also give intelligence to those who dont deserve this."

"Miss Farooqui."

so...kuch samajh mein aya?😕

yes...Zoya is forensic expert, precinct is...i really dont know whats that😆 imagine it some kind of crime investigation department. Asad aka jahapanah 6 packs is her boss.

interesting? boring?

do comment and hit the like button if its good enough. am scared and nervous already.

and please smone advice a good title for this😃

Hi 😃

Interesting
Asad as boss & zoya as employee
Continue soon
Pm me when u update next part
Thanks

interesting dear.. Great start.. Love it.. Continue soon.. Thanks for pm..

of course its really interesting...

The story seems very
interesting and it's not boring
at all
Continue soon and please PM
me and u knw what..i jst thought abt CASLE and BECKET...d characters are diffrnt but d words precinct and nypd..

Hi Riya...😊

I don't like it...😲

I just love it...😃

Asya r officers and asad is her boss...😉

Zoya entry at crime scene is amazing...👍🏼

Waiting egarly for nxt part update soon and pm me when u update nxt part...😊