Something tells me that Jitesh was still in danger and even though he hated us, it was my and the boys' responsibility to save his ass.
[AT THE GAUHATI HIGH COURT.]
"These files are Gold; it means that EMBER SCARS are innocent. If I can hand these over to Miss Kennedy….. [Hears someone coming.] Wait what was that?" Jitesh hit a jackpot but a danger was lurking him.
"Going somewhere Wakil Sahab?" Karma with his ever-cynical tone while drawing out his dagger.
"You want the file? You'll have to grab it from my cold dead hand!" Jitesh with his stubbornness.
"Mmmhahahaha that I intend to MR Talwinder, let's dance." Karma meant no bullshit.
He was running for his life with his fat ass as Karma chases him like a predator playing with his prey before devouring him.
"End of the line….. [Kachakkk]" Karma stabs Jitesh.
"Sleep now, for you are free and cleansed." Karma in a spiritual tone.
He was breathing his last ounce of air and was fighting for his life. Then he walks out of the court bloodied, grasping for breath and he sees Abhiraj and me….
"Oh God MR Talwinder." I squirmed in horror.
"He is bleeding. In my jeep, now!" Abhiraj with both panic and calmness.
He was rushing at 180 speeds.
"Slow down Abhiraj Da, you'll lead us to an accident and your protocol?" I showed concerns.
"Fuck the police protocols….. [Vroooom]" He was serious to save Jitesh.
[AT APOLLO EXCEL CARE.]
"Nurse, Emergency, now." I requested.
[MOMENTS LATER]
"He is in a critical condition. Might flatline soon. He requested to meet you mister Kashyap." The doctor, with an upset tone.
Jitesh was fighting for his life and was flatlining.
"Hello Barrister Sahab, you asked for an interview?" I asked.
"Look son, I don't have much time but I sense a big storm is approaching, THE ORDER is planning something big and heavy. I hand you this file. Meet Miss Kennedy and tell her that I am sorry, for everything. I…. I….. Uh." And with that he slipped to dizziness.
[AT TRISHA'S APARTMENT]
"These files, dates back to 2007, Project Viper!" Trisha looked more confused than I did.
"Play it." I requested.
[GREETINGS HEATHENS, YOU HAVE BEEN STAINED WITH FILTH AND YOUR SINS SHALL BE ACCOUNTED FOR. FOR LONG WE HAVE BEEN IN HIDING BUT NO MORE. IN ABOUT 10 OR 20 YEARS FROM NOW WE WILL INITIATE THE DAY OF RECKONING, A MASS CLEANSING OF YOUR TAINTED SOUL. REDEEM BEFORE THAT IF YOU CAN OR BE READY TO SUFFER!]
God, ain't he is a fucking psycho, Vikram was turning too radical with his ideology, it was no longer about music or shocking the mass, it was about indoctrination and spreading his tyranny with terrorism in black metal style.
"This is dangerous, should we alert the special force?" Trisha suggested.
"Let's dig further." I wanted to go deeper into the rabbit hole.
I found the major revelation about the Order which was worst that the Illuminati or Freemasons themselves. Think of them like the Knight Templars straight of a fucking ASSASSIN'S CREED video-game. Only difference was that this ain't no fucking game and I ain't no fucking Altair or Ezio.
"This is some 18th century shit; we have hit a jackpot!" I said this with a classic badassery like Sherlock solving a puzzle.
It was getting night and while working we came more closer, I touched her palm gently and leaned on to her. But unlike last time it wasn't an impulse driven intimacy, it was more than that, something ignited the dormant passion and then we let lose to each other until morning.
NEXT MORNING.
"You make me vulnerable Aaron, what if I lose you?" Trisha with her own concern.
"I am not going anywhere and nothing will happen to me, I have Rudra dev's blessings." I was way too stubborn at that point.
[BZZZT]
"YES? NOW? NO WAY!" Something sounded off over that small phone call made by Zayne.
"What's up?" Trisha asked.
"Jitesh is out of danger, damn his fat soul." I said this with both wittiness and sarcasm.
[AT THE HOSPITAL.]
This fat bastard was hard to kill.
"Easy, you are not some superhero Jeet Paaji." Rajat ji, the local journalist with his concern for his friend.
"He is right." Dhiren, another friend of Jitesh.
"You both sound like Nagraj and Doga advising Dhruva on his hospital bed." Jitesh with his meta references be like…. He was a hardcore Raj Comics buff.
"How are you holding up sir?" I asked.
"Kid, It's not my time yet." Jitesh, stubborn as hell.
"Visiting time is over sir." The nurse following a strict protocol.
[Elsewhere]
"He survived and now you pay the price Karma." A cult leader.
"I am sorry I failed, please another chance?" Karma, trembling.
"No more chances my friend….. [Pew]" Kills him with a silenced pistol.
"Neither God nor Devil gives multiple chances. And us, we are just puny humans." The cultist.
[Over the phone] "IS IT DONE?" VIKRAM.
[On the other end.] "He fluttered like a poor bird." The cultist
[Vikram's end.] "mmhahahaha….. dump the body and disappear." Vikram.
[Cultist's end] "Understood, Bangkok it is." The cultist.