Here you go peeps...Ch 10..with a lil bit of progress..a lil bit of revealations..and hopefully a good read..
This ones for DevikaRavish and Tamara27..u guys wanted the update..n u told me so a few times..hence this ones for u... (I am posting earlier than my requested likes and pages..just for u gals..cos u 2 r such awesome gals..)
Here you go Peeps...
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CH10
Close encounters
Dangers can only be overcome by more dangers-greek proverb.
Days of peace lasted through the week, in the absence of Ms Zoya Farooqi. People got along, work got done and there were no incident of failure.It was a good time. But good time don't stay, everyone knew that. It was aparant when they heard Rihaan on the phone, flustered and frustrated trying his best to keep his cool, as he chanted her name over and over again, that she was back.The dynamics of the workplace instantly shifted with the news of her arrival as Rihaan tried to calm his disgrunteled wife, avoiding the questioning gaze of the employees and stepping into Zoya's office.
Her plane had just landed at the airport and finding out that her husband was not going to pick her up had made her snap.Lack of sleep,over exerted mind with the mutiple meetings,constant dreams of her mother and random conversations had added to her state.And realisng her husband's betrayel was the last straw. Off she went like a fire cracker, bruning down anything and anyone that came her way, Rihaan being the one on the receiving end.
Zoya ranted and Rihaan relented but only for so long.Soon he had had enough and he reacted.
Zoya just calm down will you, its not like I am sitting around doing nothing. I have been crazy busy having meetings all day, trying to get everything sorted for the year end. I have so much to do, so much to take careof Zoya.Accounts of clients, finances,all the legalities, everything.And here you are pissed cos I didn't come to pick you up. Please Zoya grow up and give us some time. Try and understand, our situation, this company and everything along with it needs our time and effort first,and soon once everything is running smoothly we'll have all the time in the world to be together. So please calm down and go home.I am putting the phone down now, I have a call waiting and I need to take that..I hope you'll be fine...Cya soon Zoya. With that he disconnected the phone leaving Zoya raging with fury.
How dare he..she said with gritted teeth...I'll kill you Rihaan she swore, as she walked to the baggage claim. You're gonna pay for this..A**H**e
She huffed and swore as she grabbed her bag and made her way to the exit.Today she was beyond pissed.Everything from the past few months was starting to explode. Stepping out , she looked around for the driver with her name, but found no one. She called Rihaan's phone but he didn't pick up,and the reception desk informed that the car had already left an hour ago. This was bad, really really bad, and someone was going to have to pay for it. Zoya only saw red.
For F**K sakes she swore...muttering Blasphemy walking to the end of the visitng area still looking around. And just when she turned, her anger mutliplied. It didn't not need a reason to elivate,it just did ,everytime she saw him.
Mr Asad Ahmed Khan stood right in front of her, talking on the phone.
Their eyes met and he knew..she was mad...very very mad...He quickly said something on the phone and disconnected, now giving her his complete attention..
Ms Farooqi..he greeted, I believe you just came back from Boston.His gaze intent on hers. He challenged her anger, and it subsided a little but not enough for her to refrain snapping..
F**k..what the F**K are you doing here...Are you F**king kidding me..I mean for the love of god...don't tell me you are here to pick me up.. she swore...
This time Asad just raised his eybrows at her swearing...
Oh puhlease..dont lecture me about language Mr Khan..I am not in the mood...
Asad shrugged and turned around, looking at the exit door.
Are you gonna tell me in this lifetime..why you are here Mr Khan..
I am picking somebody up..he responded...his eyes fixed on the exit door.
Suddenly it made sense to Zoya...
So you took my car...You were the one that drove off the company car to pick ur somebody here...WOW...I cant believe it...you are such and A**..
Enough Miss Farooqi...I don't appreciate your language...and I would like you to kindly shut up. I have no desires to deal with you outside of work..So please go about your day and stop bothering me...he brushed her off with indifference...
HOW DARE YOU...speak to me like that...I am not your servant that you can just shoo off with a flick of your finger...talk to me with respect...Mr Khan...
I am talking to you with respect Ms Farooqi..Its you that cant seem to get a hold on your language..
Oh Puhlease..just shut the F**K.up...n stop raising your eyebrows..everytime I swear...I mean come on...look at this man's gall. You take my car that is supposed to come pick me up here, don't even bother to inform anyone and now you act like you don't know what I am talking about...How much more of an A** are you...And you talk about respect...You know what I cant even stand you, but somehow this god wretched fate just puts me in front of you..If you were not my business partner I swear I would have kicked you out on the very first day...I mean...F**K ever since you've come into my life...without my consent all you've done is mess things up...You kissed me...tore my dress...barged into my room without permission...kissed me again...pissed me off every chance you got..undermined me...disregarded me...treated me like a kid..with all your Language Ms Farooqi...Language Ms Farooqi...she mimicked him with the most weird expression..while Asad continued to let her rant.. And now you have baltantly started to take things that are not yours...WOW just wow..arent you a piece of work Mr Khan...
Are you done...he asked unfazed...
No I am not done..I want my car back..I want my sanity back..I want my sleep back..I just cant go about this..every day..I mean now you don't even leave me alone in me goddamn dreams...what are you..some sort of a she couldnt find the right words...I don't know what..but stop with barging into my life..As is I have a lot going on ...and I don't need more tension.Now just give me my car back and get the F**K out of my way...
I Don't have your car..Ms Farooqi..so stop assuming that...
You took my car..
No I didn't...these are my car keys...he took out the keys from his pocket and raised it to her eyes..
This is an Audi key, and you dont have an Audi...now does that make things clear Ms Farooqi...
You...she didn't know what to say...and before she could she heard someone cough and she turned around.
Uh Uh...said a lady dressed in a softl baby pink suit.She was lovely looking, serene, beautiful and full of warmth. She looked young, but her eyes gave away her age.Her presence instantly sent a calmness through Zoya and instinctively she smiled..
I am sorry to interrupt your guys conversation, but I couldn't hold myself for much long.I needed to hug my son. She looked at Asad and smiled.Asad's eyes sparkeled as he walked up to her and hugged her. She kissed his forehead and caressed his face, taking his presence in and smiling.
Its been so long son.I missed you.
I missed you too mom...Asad responded with love
And what about me...did u not miss me chaachi??? Asked Ayaan as he set the trolley aside and joined the duo.
Of course I missed you...you are my favorite nephew afterall... chided Dilshad..giving him her warm smile.
Cool...said Ayaan...looking at everyone..including a very akward and out of place Zoya..
Asad..where are your manners...questioned Dilshad..Will you not introduce me to this beautiful young lady.
Oh ya...Mom that's Zoya Farooqi..my business partner..Mr Gafoor Farooqi's only daughter...
Ms Farooqi...this is my Mom...Dilshad Ahmed Khan
Hello Mrs Khan...said Zoya awkwardly offering her hand in a hello.But instead she received a hug.
Dilshad hugged her and gave her the same love she gave Asad...
Zoya was stumped..She didn't know what to do. Her heart fluttered with a known emotion that coursed through her body.Dilshad's hug took her back to her mom. It felt exactly the same and that made Zoya cringe. It was too much for her to take..
Iiit was nice meeting you.Now if you'll excuse me..I need to get me a cab.I guess my car got stuck in traffic.
Take care sweetheart.It was very nice meeting you.You are a very nice young lady and very beautiful aswell, Expressed Dilshad with utmost sincierity, taking with it the last bits of negative energy from Zoya.
Thank u ...responded Zoya.She was feeling very shy and child like in front of her and she couldn't help it..
Uh Zoya... I mean boss maam interrupted Ayaan..
What..she almost snapped but controlled herself when she looked at Dilshad
Actually I took the company car...I had to be here..and bro had already left..so I had no other option...the driver is here..so you can take the car...I will go with bro..
Asad shook his head in amusment. Zoya was at a lack of words and that was a first.
Uh k..thanks..said Zoya...not daring to look at Asad.
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The last few minutes kept replaying in Asad's head as they proceeded to their cars.He was trying to place some sense into the situation trying to understand the girl walking behind him but nothing fell into place.For a girl that was so brazen, arrogant and rude, she had completely surprised him by the way she interacted with his mom.And he was sure that she had impressed his mom somehow.Now that made him think even harder.Zoya had a look in her eyes when his mom hugged her, something that reflected pain.He wanted to know what it was.
Your cars there..pointed Ayaan breaking Asad's chain of thoughts...
Thank you..said Zoya almost too quietly, making Asad look at her...
He saw her say goodbye to them and walk away to her car.
Asad just stood there as Ayaan put away the bags and seated Dilshad in the car.
Once again a feeling of dread filled Asad up as he looked at Zoya getting ready to sit in the car.
It didn't make sense to him, but somehow he didn't want her in that car.
This urge was too strong for him to resist and soon, without a reason he jogged up to her car and grabbed her by her wrist.
Zoya's head snapped back as she felt his touch.She turned back away from her leaning into the car and met his eyes.
You're coming with me he said.
She didn't argue.His eyes had that look that didn't allow her to argue.
Joseph, I'll take her luggage and you can go back to the office. I will drop her on my way home.As is its past your working hours.Asad ordered and made his way to the car,Zoya's hand still held by his.
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Oh what happened boss maam...why are you here...asked Ayaan.
His curiosity was apparent...
I told her to come with us Asad spoke in fianlitty...and Ayaan didn't argue.He just kept quiet and thought.That was all he could do at this point.
Soon they drove off, Dilshaad and Zoya talking with each other in the back, while the guys in the front were pensive,their thoughts wandering around Zoya Farooqi
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Zoya had just entered her apartment, when she heard Rihaan's voice.She dropped her hand bag on the side and went to the room.
Rihaan just picked up the phone when Zoya entered, failing to notice her enter...
He smiled just as Zoya walked up to him.Soon his expressions changed with that of horror..
OMG how did that happen...what are you telling me...Is Joseph alright??? OMG OMG...OMG...that's bad..really really bad... Rihaan looked at Zoya and cringed...Ok..sure I will do that..I will let them know..thank you very much...I hope everything is fine..bye tc...
Rihaan stood there for a second, still and shocked...
What happened asked Zoya...she had never seen Rihaan this disturbed..
Youre here..he said shocked as hell
Ofcourse I am here...where else could I be....she asked..getting annoyed all over again...She was starting to remember their prio conversation..and it was making her mad.
Why are you acting all cuckoo...did somebody die??
He nodded...his eyes not leaving hers...
The car that came to pick you up...met with a really nasty accident.Joseph was badly injured and he passed away in surgery..And I thought..you were in the car...OMG...Zoya..I thought you were dead...His eyes had unshed tears in them as he said that out loud...
Zoya was speechless. She didn't know what to say. Asad saved you..again...came to her mind..as she realized..she had almost sat in that car.
Zoya...are you ok?? Rihaan asked with worry in his eyes... Zoya talk to me...are you ok...
Zoya sat on the couch and stayed quiet..
I could have died ..
I know...but thank god you were not in that car...Zoya my heart was in my mouth when I heard this...I thought OMG Zoya is dead..and we just had our first fight..and I didn't even get a chance to make it up to her...She couldn't die..I wont be able to forgive myself if that happened..OMG ...he truned around and let out a breath of exasperation..
Zoya didn't say, couldn't say anything..her mind had shut off.She just stood and walked out to the washroom. All she needed was a shower to get her head straight.
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The new of the accident had affected the entire office, and a somber veil of mourning filled the air. Everyone went about their chores is silence.
Asad and Zoya maintained their distance ,both gravely affected by the news. While ZOya swept the fear and questions under the rug, Asad dug deeper and deeper into it. He was getting frustrated. He wanted that person behind bars, but he had nothing against him.As of now all he could do is sit and wait, maybe he'd miss .He stared at him working out of his office, completely unbothered by his sins.
That made Asad angry..and he punched his desk in spite..
He opened his computer and started looking at the camera feeds he had asked from the security. One by one he scanned through them and sighed in exasperation.There was nothing. Then he dug into the financial data and checked every transatction from the company account.Nothing caught his eyes..He noted down a few transactions that didn't sit well with him, but other than that It was a dead end.This man was good..
But Asad was better..He knew his motive and his actions. He had done his homework on Mr Abdul Rehman.
Mr Abdul Rehman. Who was also known as Iqbal Raza, Suresh Sharma, Tony D'souza and the guy who his sister fell for.Mr Imraan Qureshi.
He was a player and his reward was MONEY.And to get his money..he could do anything. So far he had been content with smaller challenges, but after he had failed with Najma, he had aimed big.He wanted to hit the jackpot and then disappear. Asad knew that for sure.This time he was aiming for the biggest reward.A reward worth a billion dollars.
A movement in the feeds caught Asad's attention and he went back and looked at it closely.
It was dark, but he could see a man sneaking into Zoya's office.He fast forwarded it to the time when he came out.It was 20 mintues later.
He zoomed in a little later and tried to see his face, but the man had carefully cover his face with his hoodie. Now that raised alarms in Asad's mind. He instantly called his brother in.
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Ayaan look at this...does it help..Asad moved aside so Ayaan could look a little closer.
No bro..I cant see it properly...but whoever it is..knows about the camera's and how to avoid it. I think its one of the employees.
Cant it be him?? Can it by Abdul.. Asad asked almost hopeful.
I don't think so bro. And even if it is..there's no way to get a clearer image.
Damn it...Asad walked to the wall and punched it.This was getting beyond his patience.
Bro chill, don't lose your cool. We've waited 2 years for this,please hold on a little longer. I know we will get that scoundrel.
Ayaan I am on the brink of losing it and shooting that scoundrel myself,and if I wasn't responsible for taking care of my ammi I would have done just that.I don't care if I have to go to jail for it.I just want that man dead. For what he did to my sister,he has no right to be alive. Asad shook with rage as he thought about what had happened to his sister.A lone tear escaped his eye as he tried to control himself.
Bro please, hold yourself together.I am doing everything in my power to help you out. My team at NYPD is trying to give me as much access to the data bases as they can.But since this is not an active case I cant do it openly.And on top it that man out there, the one I have been calling my friend is really good at this. He has made sure he leave no stones unturned. His plan is intact and his past is well buried. But don't worry I will make it happen.
Ayaan I know you are doing your best and I trust you and that's the very reason why I asked you to work with me. I wanted to use your expertise in this situation. Your work as a detective is commandable and had it not been for you, I wouldn't have found out that Abdul was working here as an employee. I wouldn't have gotten this far without you.But now I think his actions are starting to get dangerous. Ayaan Zoya has nothing to do with him or his goal. He can just take the money and run and yet he wants to kill her..
What?? Ayaan was shocked at this revealation.'What do you mean he wants to kill her??? Has he done something???
Yes..there has been 2 attempts already...Asad answered his eyes burning as he thought about them.
When, how?? Ayaan asked. He was shocked at this revelation.He had not expected him to act so soon.
First, with the live wire in Ms Farooqi's room. I was just there at the right time. And the car accident, Ayaan the brakes had been tempered with and Zoya was to go in it. Someone messed with it after you got out.
WOW...I think he has a bigger plan in mind and we need to know what that plan is.Let me see what I can get out of the accident. I will talk to a few buddies of mine and go from there.
Alright, but Ayaan we need to rush.He is getting too risky and I think Ms Farooqi is in danger.
Yes she is.Its because she is snooping around bro. She is retracing his steps.
What do you mean by that Ayaan. Asad asked surprised at this.
Bro Ms Farooqi is onto something. Ever since that attempted hack into the financial database, Ms Farooqi has been getting the IT team to keep a close eye on the intranet activity. Recently there was a transaction that had taken place. It was more of a test run, and it was supposed to go unnoticed, but it didn't and it created another red flag.So Miss software engineer dug a little more than she should and she almost got too close.
Luckily he managed to get out unnoticed but it made him a little desperate...So I guess that's what triggered his actions. Zoya will not let him just take the money and run. He needs to do something about her.
Hmm...thought Asad
I cant let that happen..I cant let another person suffer. Her ignorance was her saving grace, just as knwing his truth was Najma's ...he couldn't finish his sentence. The pain wat too potent in his heart to talk about his sisters death just like that.
Bro please..dont...hold yourself together for Najma.Ayaan pacified his brother, and Asad nodded closing his eyes and calming himself.
Bro I will get going then alright?? Asked Ayaan,
Just another question before you leave Ayaan...
Yes Bro...
What were you doing in Ms Farooqi's office that morning?? I am pretty sure it had nothing to do with this ..Asad questioned
Ayaan sighed there was no point keepin it from his brother.
Bro..I was looking for something important.
And what was that...
I was looking for something that would tell me about Humeira.
1 down 1 more to go...and then u have the culprit..
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