“What. The. Fuck. Is your friend doing?”
Samar remained silent.
“Fair game then. This is the last time we talk and the last time you see your friend. My bikers are after them and when they find them, they will kill him.”
“They will not do anything like that.”
Samar pushed between the seats, gesturing for their ETA.
Fifty,his driver gestured five and zero.
“Tell me where they are.”
“I don’t know.”
“You have your eyes on them. You have your eyes on everything.”
“And you think I will give you the location after that threat?” Samar went to end the call.
“If you don’t give it to me, then your friendwilldie.”
Samar stopped, listening quietly.
“Give it to me, and we will only take Iram.”
Samar remained silent, trying to think and failing. Panic hit him.
“Atharva Singh Kaul dies today. My condolences to you in advance. May his soul rest in peace.”
“No.”
“Bye Dr. Da…”
“What is my guarantee that you will leave him alive?”
“What is my guarantee that you will not mislead me with a fake location?”
“No.”
“Then let’s work on our own terms. Pray that you reach before me.”
The line went dead. Samar stared at the back of the seat in front of him. If his men reached before them… they would… they had bikes, how many were they? What did they have? Atharva was alone…
Samar found his finger pressing redial. The ringer went on and on. His teeth ground. Fear like he had never felt gripped his neck. Panic exploded and he pressed redial again.
“What?!” Sufiyaan answered.
“Atharva will not be touched.”
“He will not be touched. My only concern is to bring Iram to our side. You people are not even close to where I have reached today. He will live to lose.”
“I am texting you the location. You will leave him at the lake, unharmed.”
“Deal. Let this end peacefully.”
Samar cut the call, then punched in the location coordinates of the lake into his burner phone. He hit send.
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