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'I promise you this is the last assignment' Karan looked up at Mr Roy, his boss. 'You said that the last time...' Mr Roy gave him a sheepish smile 'I know...but promise...after this one I will ship you off myself to what ever country you want to for as long as you want...Karan I have no one else I can trust with this one' 'ok fine...who is it and how long?'
Mr Roy passed Karan the folder he was holding. Karan took the full from him and sat down 'you have to be kidding me...you want me to look after some spoilt rich kid?' 'No Karan...ok yes she is rich, an only child...but not a child she is 18 and she definitely isn't spoilt' Karan raised his eyebrow 'and how do you know that?' 'Because she is the daughter of my late friend...he was killed a few years ago. Zoya who was in London at the time was kept in hiding so no one could get to her, but due to a few legal proceedings she is returning to India for a short period of time...I need you to be the one who stays with her, who protects her...until everything is done...after she has returned safely back to London you are free' Karan took in a deep sigh 'ok fine, I'll do it'. Karan out on his glasses, picked up his file and walked out.
Karan, a middle class guy was raised in an orphanage. Working hard with what he had he was today a part of India's security force, specialising in personal security. He may just be seen as a bodyguard but his role and duties went beyond that.
Karan familiarised himself with everything that there was to know about Zoya Farooqui and her family. Her father was a politician, a humble man known for the work he did to safeguard women and young children and also for his wider Muslim community. Mr Sameer Farooqui was killed as his convoy travelled through the heart of Delhi. To date no one had claimed responsibility but the increasing tension between opposition parties and religious figures saw a lot of protests and violence at the time.
Zoya was returning to India with her only family left and that was her nanny, Aisha Bibi the person who looked after her and mothered her since she was a child and her maternal uncle, a well known politician, Hamid Siddiqui. Karan went to the bungalow that they were going to be staying so he could scan it over, taking in mental images of every window, very door, and every room.
Karan had three days before Zoya Farooqui touched down in India. It was enough time for him to do a back ground check on all the employees and personnel that were going to be around her. If anything Karan was thorough, he left no stone unturned, there was nothing that ever escaped him.
Karan was amongst the best because of his intelligence, his agility and his attitude, there was never a time that anyone was able to stand in front of him and run. As kind hearted he was Karan was no less than a killing machine when it came to protect the people he was responsible for.
Karan didn't know much about Hamid Siddiqui, only that he took over Sameer Farroqui and that his methods of dealing with things was a lot more different, he was known for his arrogance and ruthlessness. Unlike Sameer, Hamid was not a clean politician but his corrupt and deviant ways was never witnessed by Zoya, he loved her dearly and for all intents and purposes was a father to her. His over protective nature meant that her freedom was limited but it wasn't something Zoya objected to as she had everything she ever needed or desired at a click of a finger.
Karan stood by the arrival gate with Mr Roy, it wasn't long before Hamid walked through with Zoya, Aisha Bibi and other personnel through the door. Hamid walked up to Mr Roy and shook hands with him 'welcome back to India Mr Siddiqui, I trust you and your family are well' he said passing on a smile at the two ladies behind him who were wearing a full veil.
'Mr Roy, thank you for organising and arranging Zoya's security and protection at such short notice' 'not at all...please let me introduce you to Karan, Karan Oberoi. One of our finest and best trained officers' Karan stepped forwards and held out his hand 'Karan, your duty starts of now...once we get back to our villa I will go over the finer details with you' 'yes Sir'.
Karan stood by the door as Hamid Siddiqui settled back in, if Karan had anything it was a sharp sixth sense and his sixth sense told him that something wasn't right.
Karan saw one of the ladies pull back her veil, he guessed it was Aisha bibi judging by her age. As she engaged in conversation with Hamid the phone rang, as soon as Zoya stepped forwards to answer the phone Karan ran towards her making everyone freeze. He grabbed her from the back, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her away. Zoya let out a scream 'everyone down now' Karan yelled. As everyone fell to the floor a loud explosion took place rocking the entire villa.
Karan lay on the floor with thick locks of beautiful hair covering his face, he held on tightly to the girl who was laying on top of him shaking, he could sense her erratic breathing and feel her accelerated heartbeat beat hard against his own chest 'are you ok?' He whispered, when he felt her nod against him he pushed her the side and stood up. The whole room looked like carnage 'is everyone alright?' He asked through the dust. Hamid stood up disorientated 'Aisha Bibi' he called out pointing towards the floor. Karan ran to her side, he took out his phone and called for an ambulance.
Zoya stood rooted as fear and shock consumed her. Hamid ran to her and took her in his hold, whilst Karan looked to the other staff members who also had sustained injury.
As the police and ambulance crews arrived they started to treat those who were hurt, the police sealed off the entire villa 'Mr Siddiqui we will need to take you to a safe house' although he looked calm on the outside Hamid Siddiqui was at boiling point, he wasn't going to spare those who had dared to bring harm to him and his family.
Hamid looked towards Karan 'thank you' 'please Sir, it's what I do...I think we need to remove you and your niece' 'Karan, we have a farm house a just in the outskirts of Delhi, I would like you to take Zoya there with you, I will join you as soon as I can' 'yes Sir'.
As the paramedic treated Hamid for his cuts Karan opened the door to the car and waited for Zoya to come. Zoya who was reluctant to leave Aisha Bibi was forced to go by Hamid, still shaking stumbled as she approached him, Karan managed to step forwards and hold onto her 'are you ok...I mean have you been seen by the paramedic?' Zoya whose face was still covered by her hair shook her head 'I...I am ok, please get me out of here' keeping a hold of her hand Karan helped her sit in the car before he jumped into the driver seat and drove off.
After he left Hamid called for all his contact in the world of politics and the underworld to be put on alert, he wanted the people responsible for this caught within 48 hours or there was going to be hell to pay for.
Edited by Saima-Syed - 10 years ago
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