A tight slap across the girl’s soft cheek stopped her from screaming for help.
‘Where can I find him?’ Vishwa Anna questioned the girl, his fingers grabbed the girl’s hair, pulling it from its roots.
Fear seeped through the girl’s jeans, wetting the car seat.
‘The man you were fucking last night! Where is he?’ Vishwa Anna expounded his question, as he shifted in his seat, his eyes languidly straying over the girl’s contours.
‘I don’t know! I don’t even know his name! Please let me go!’ The girl screamed.
‘Take the car to the lake’ Vishwa Anna tapped the driver on his shoulder from behind as he gave the direction.
‘Eh! Give the newspaper’ Vishwa Anna yelled to the guy seated behind him. Vishwa Anna handed the newspaper to the girl, ‘Here! Sit on this. Stop pissing in my car.’ Vishwa Anna waved his hand. Two pairs of hands reached out from behind pulling the girl to the very back of the car where they proceeded to pull apart her clothes and rape her. Her screams ignored as the lights on Vishwa Anna’s car blared down the outer ring road, warning other vehicles to make way.
The man ignored the school bus and trained his eyes on the traffic signal when he heard a familiar voice calling out to him in the din of the idling motor engines.
He smiled as he saw Shivu waving out to him with Dr. Sinha looking on. He waved back.
‘Do you want pizzaaa? We are going to have pizza for dinner!’ Shivu yelled as Dr. Sinha grabbed the little boy’s shoulder, admonishing him for sticking his head out the window.
The man chuckled at the absurdity of it all. Here he was running around trying to get back the last connection he had with his family, and there was a young boy gleefully sharing his dinner plans with him. The man caught the signal changing from the corner of his eyes.
‘I will see you!’ The man yelled before he sped away.
‘Shivu! Get back inside!’ Dr. Sinha commanded as she shifted gears.
‘So Mr. Chakravarthy…’ The IB officer stubbed his cigarette atop the table, ‘Where can I find Inspector Hemant Gowda?
Chakravarthy immediately jerked to reach for the phone in his pocket. The sudden move had made one of the trigger happy armed commando twitch.
The bullet lodged itself firmly between Chakravarthy’s eyebrows. Chakravarthy died immediately, his hands stuck in his pocket.
Shankar Vaidyanathan groaned aloud as he shook his head. He leaned forward to pull the dead man’s hand out of his pocket and found his cellphone. The IB officer continued to shake his head in dismay as he unlocked the phone screen and scrolled through the call log.
‘Wipe the scene and for fuck sake follow protocol’ Shankar mumbled as he stared down at the commando who had pulled the prematurely pulled the trigger.
Shankar walked out of the room as he swiftly dialed the Inspector’s number from the dead man’s phone.‘Hello? Inspector Gowda?’ Shankar smiled as he spoke into the phone.