#31

Sarika walked out of kitchen with a bowl of noodles in her hand. She kept the bowl on the table.

"Thank you."

He picked up the bowl having a fork inside. He started having noodles. Sarika's phone started ringing. She went to the kitchen where it was kept on the slab. She attended the call.

"Yeah...... I know about this.... Then just tell me did he agree or not?"

Vihaan went to the bathroom and started having bath under the shower. He came out with the towel dressed around his waist. A formal outfit was hanging near the window.

Sarika entered the bedroom with her phone in hand.

"Vihaan."

"Yeah."

He turned to her.

"We are going to meet him in half an hour."

"Bough, right?"

"Yeah, Bough."

"He agreed?"

"He did. Get dressed."

Sarika went downstairs followed by Vihaan. Vistrom (in his early forties) was standing outside the house near the stairs. Sarika and Vihaan followed Vistrom to the exit of the aisle where a car was parked.

"Get in."

Vihaan and Sarika sat in the car after opening the doors at the either sides of the car. Vistrom sat on the passenger and asked Fred (in his early thirties) to drive the car. Fred ignited the car and drove away. Vistrom made a call.

He said, "Yep, I have picked them up."

Vihaan pressed the button on his wrist watch. The car entered the territory of Beausoleil commune. Fred drove the car through the aisle and stopped under an archway of the passage. Vistrom came out of car. Vihaan and Sarika too stepped out one by one. Vistrom knocked the door twice of a building in the aisle. The door was opened by Olance. It wasn't a house where one would ever like to have his residence instead it was more like an abandoned warehouse which was a base for any kind of illegal dealings. The walls were old and the rooms had dim lights almost dark but visible.

Vihaan and Sarika followed Vistrom to upstairs.

He said, "Proceed to the room."

Vihaan and Sarika started walking towards the room. Bough (in his mid forties) was sitting at his desk having some papers and a handgun on it. Before entering the room Vihaan and Sarika were stopped by Rackson (in his early thirties) at the doorway.

"Hold on. Raise your hands."

Vihaan lifted up his hands. Rackson started by tapping on the shoulders, the down the torso, arms and legs for any hidden objects. He drew Vihaan's phone out of his pocket and kept it aside on a stool.

"Remove your watch too."

"Sure."

He removed his watch and kept it on the stool. Rackson then proceeded towards Sarika who voluntarily put her phone on the stool. Rackson smirked and looked at her.

"Raise your hands."

She said, "Didn't you see? I have kept it on the table."

"I have to check."

He was about get his hands on her but was stopped by Vihaan who pushed stopped him by placing his hands before his chest.

"Hey, she is a woman. I will take accountability of her if she does anything."

Rackson sighed and nodded.

"Go."

They entered the room and came near to Bough's desk. Bough stood up.

"Would you like to have something Mr. Bakshi?"

"No, thanks."

Bough put a cigar in his mouth and lit the one with a cigarette. He took the cigarette in his hand.

"I usually regard my customers as my guest."

Vihaan said, "Your regular clients talk a lot about the way you carry out your business. They love your hospitality."

Bough chuckled.

"This is how a business needs to be operated."

Sarika asked, "Can we see what we had ordered?"

"You have your right on what belongs to you."

Rackson brought a luggage bag and kept it on the desk. He opened the bag having three Heckler and Koch sub machine guns inside. Vihaan took out one of them from the bag.

Bough asked, "What are you thinking about the gun? I know you might be having a thought about the authenticity of the gun. You can test them on the firing range."

"I would like to."

"Rackson."

Rackson went to the other room which was next to the Bough's room. He kept the bag on the long bench in the room. There were three cutouts in the shape of humans which were placed at a distance from the bench. He gave noise reduction headphones to Vihaan and Sarika. He too wore the one. Sarika was standing behind with her hands folded. Rackson was standing near the bench but at a few steps away from Vihaan who picked up one sub machine gun and took the stance in order to aim at the middle target. He took a bit of seconds to adjust his position. He pulled the trigger and shot the target. He kept the gun in the bench and picked up the second one. He shot and then did the same with the third gun too. He kept the gun on bench and removed his headphones. Sarika removed her headphones too along with Rackson. Bough stepped in with the cigar in his hand.

"So, shall we talk about money?"

Sarika said, "Money? Ofcourse, why not?"

Vihaan said, "You want money? They are coming."

Vistrom was accessing his phone when he noticed Vihaan's wrist watch which was kept on the stool. A blue light was blinking in the watch. The men in the warehouse heard the sound of the helicopter blades. Vistrom came near to the window and looked up where a helicopter was hovering over the building. The pilot tilted the helicopter towards the building.

Bough carefully listened to the sound of the chopper for a while.

He asked, "Have they arrived?"

Vihaan smiled.

"They have arrived."

Rackson quickly took out his gun. Sarika threw the headphones towards him that hit his hand. Vihaan kicked on his chest, snatched his gun and shot him twice. He then pointed the gun at Bough.

"Don't move."

Bough lifted up his hands in air and dropped his cigar.

Vihaan told Sarika, "Don't leave him. We have to take him out alive."

She nodded.

"Okay."

The helicopter landed on the terrace of the building. Three air troopers of Black Talon regiment jumped out of the helicopter with assault rifles in their hands. Two goons stepped out of the doorway with pistols. They were shot down by the commando at the front.