18 The Boss
Part 18 The Boss
What Arnav guessed was right. Shashi called Khushi the same night. Khushi jerked from her sleep, hearing the phone bell. She saw the caller, and her sleep fled away. She sat on the bed and attended the call.
"Dad..."
"Khushi..." Shashi said.
"Dad, where are you, Dad? Why did you lie to me that you were in India? Sudhakar uncle doesn't know your whereabouts. He is thinking you are with me. I thought you were with him. what's all this, Dad?" Where the hell are you?" She almost shouted.
"Relax, Khushi..."
"How could I be relaxed? Everything happening around me seems mysterious." She lost her patience.
"Nothing is mysterious. I'm fine... and upset with you like hell. You know that."
"You are upset with me, so you have vanished...? I, too, am upset with you like hell, Dad..." She said in a disappointed voice.
"Why? Why are you upset with me?"
"Don't you know the reason?"
"Tell me why..."
"Because of you, I'm roaming like a gipsy."
"What did I do?"
"You tortured me like hell asking me to marry Dhruv even after knowing that I'm not interested in him."
"I will do anything for your betterment. He became a good guy..."
"Dad, don't start your rubbish again. Tell me where you are."
"I will come in front of you if you agree to marry Dhruv."
"Have you gone mad?"
"Khushi, listen..."
"No, I won't listen to you. Don't call me again. I'm going leave India again." She disconnected the call in anger.
Shashi called her again, but she didn't attend and switched the phone off.
She got off the bed and kicked her leg in the air with annoyance. What the hell was wrong with her father? He was never like this. She was not in India for the past two years. She returned, instead of feeling happy about it, he started the marriage talk again. What the hell was wrong with him?
On the other hand, Aman was shocked by the conversation that had been sent by the hacker assigned to him. Was Khushi's father mad? Instead of inquiring what made her come back to India suddenly, how did he ask her to marry Dhruv? Didn't Arnav say that Khushi's father agreed to their marriage and accepted him as his son-in-law? Then why did he force Khushi to marry Dhruv instead of Arnav?
He called the hacker immediately. He attended the call.
"Did you find Khushi's father's location?"
"Yes, I did. He is in Delhi only... Rajiv Gandhi Nagar."
"In Delhi? Are you sure?'
"Yes, sir..."
"Share with me the location."
"Yeah..." he disconnected the call.
Aman called Arnav. He attended the call on the second ring, as he hadn't slept.
"Yes, Aman...?"
"ASR, Shashi uncle called Khushi."
"Did you find his location?"
"Rajiv Gandhi Nagar."
"Let's go..."
"Yeah, started..."
Arnav disconnected the call and rushed out, taking his car key. Starting the car, he geared it up.
After a few minutes, he received another call from Aman. He attended it.
"I'm waiting at the main road. Near a McDonald's..."
"Yup..."
He saw Aman waiting for him outside the McDonald's. He got into Arnav's car and said,
"Go straight." Aman directed him.
Arnav followed his instructions. Aman played the recording of Khushi and Shashi's conversation. Arnav frowned, hearing that.
"What do you think, ASR?"
"Was that really Shashi uncle?" he asked doubtfully.
"Why? Isn't it Shashi uncle's voice?"
"It sounds like Shashi uncle's voice, but my mind is not accepting it's Shashi uncle. He asks Khushi to marry Dhruv. The much as I know, Shashi uncle is not fond of Dhruv. In fact, he openly showed his disappointment with him. Then how could he think of getting Khushi married to him? Something is fishy,"
"Yes, he didn't even inquire about Khushi's arrival in India and asked her to marry Dhruv... he literally forced her. He will come in front of her only if she agrees to marry him."
Arnav was confused.
"Let us meet him first. Until then, we can't conclude anything." Arnav said thoughtfully.
"ASR, stop the car here itself."
Arnav stopped the car.
"Where is he?"
"That's the house."
They got out of the car and headed to the villa. The place seemed silent and dark.
"Aman, wait..." Arnav pulled him back.
"The place seems weird... I think we should not be careless..."
Taking his handkerchief, he tied it around his face as a mask. Aman also did the same. They went to the back side and jumped over the compound wall. They slowly reached the bungalow and peeped inside through a window. They could not see anything. They saw a spiral staircase and they climbed it. They entered the balcony and looked down.
They were dumbfounded, seeing Shashi lying on the bed, interested in a few tubes in his body. He looked so thin and weak. They looked at each other shockingly.
"ASR, what happened to him?" Aman whispered.
They saw a man heading to a room, talking on the phone.
"No problem here. The boss just visited this place today. He won't come again. So don't worry. I will manage tonight. You can come tomorrow morning."
"..........."
"Arrye yaar, this is how we adjust..."
Arnav and Aman looked at each other meaningfully. There was no one in the house except the man, it seemed. They fastened their steps and looked around cautiously, even though they knew there was only one man in the house. Arnav saw a cloth there. Taking it, he covered the man's face from behind and twisted the cloth tightly.
Both of them started hitting him like hell.
"Hey, who are you? Why are you hitting me?" the man shouted.
"We are police. Who are you? What are you doing with this man?" Arnav didn't mention Shashi's name as he didn't want him to know that they were related to Shashi.
"Sir, I don't know anything. We appointed to look after him two years ago..."
"How did this man come here?" Arnav asked.
"I don't know, sir. trust me. we just came here two years ago. Looking after this man is our job. A doctor visits this place and instructs us on what to do. We are getting a salary for looking after this man. Another man and I were appointed for this job. We liked it as there is no such thing as work. We are enjoying sitting here with no work. Now, he went to meet his girlfriend. Our Boss just came here and spoke to the girl. He just left the place. That's why my friend went to meet his girl."
"What happened to him?"
"He is in a coma stage, sir."
Arnav and Aman were shocked. Coma stage? Then who spoke to Khushi on the phone?
"Don't lie... he spoke to his daughter frequently. How could he do that if he is in a coma?"
"Our Boss is the one who spoke to her, tuning his voice with some device."
"Who is your Boss? Why is he doing this?"
"Sir, he often comes here and speaks to a girl on the phone in this man's voice through a device..." he pointed at the table where the phone was kept.
Arnav looked at the phone.
"Our Boss loves the girl, sir. He wanted to marry her."
Something kicked in their minds. The man asked Khushi to marry Dhruv. Then who was their Boss?
"Who is your Boss?" Arnav tightened the cloth on his face.
"Sir, sir... please leave me, sir... he will kill me if I tell you his name."
"We will kill you if you don't tell us his name. Is it ok?"
"No sir... please don't kill me..."
"Then, tell me, who the hell is your Boss?"
"DSR..."
Arnav and Aman looked at each other, perplexed.
"You mean Dhruv?"
"Yes, sir..." the man said, giving them a lifetime shock.
To be continued...
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