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Vihaan stopped the boat at the bank of the lake. He pulled Hamid out of the boat and took him to Neel.

He said, " This is your man. Confirm his identity. "

He left him there and went to the house.

" Afternoon sir. "

Subhash lifted up his head and saw Vihaan. He stood up and went to him.

Vihaan said, " Your man is waiting outside for you. Neel is confirming his identity. "

Neel took Hamid near to the trunk of the car. He removed his mask and clicked his picture with his phone and uploaded in a software. The screen displayed the ongoing process of confirmation of identity. Vihaan cooked frice and omlette in the kichen. He served the meal to Subhash and Neel who were sitting around a table on their chair. Vihaan sat on the third chair. They began to have their lunch. Subhash washed his hands in the basin. He wiped his hand with the towel which was hung by the mirror. Neel kept the dishes in the sink. Vihaan was standing outside the safe house. Subhash opened the briefcase. He took out a file and walked out of the safe house. He came to Vihaan.

Subhash said, " Mr. Menon has sent something for you. "

He gave the file to him. Vihaan opened the file which had photographs of Brigadier Ashok Dwivedi and his daughter, Ritika.

Subhash said, " Two days ago, Brigadier Dwivedi received a call from his daughter, Ritika's phone. When he attended the call it wasn't her but someone else. Whoever he was, he threatened to kill Ritika if Mr. Dwivedi doesn't bring them what they were asking for. "

" What was it? "

" Information. Military secrets which can sabotage our national security. By the time the intelligence came to know about the matter, Mr. Dwivedi had already decided to save her daughter and had left for the airport. "

" Has he left India. "

" He is about to land in London. We want you to stop him from handing over them the information. Bring back Mr. Dwivedi, his daughter and the information safely to India. "

Neel gave him the boarding pass.

" This is your boarding pass. Your flight will depart in four hours. You will receive rest of your stuff from Rubina. "

Prithvi received the call from Subhash while he was smoking in his cabin. He looked at his phone and attended the call.

" Yes, Subhash. "

Subhash was sitting on the passenger seat of the car.

He said, " Sir, he will depart for London in a moment. "

Neel came out of the safe house. He opened the trunk where a masked Hamid was lying unconscious inside. Neel sat on the driver's seat and shut the door.

Presently, Vihaan was sitting at the back seat of the cab which was going through the streets of London. The cab arrived near the Claridge's hotel. He came out of the cab. The security staff opened the door of the hotel and greeted him.

The staff said, " Welcome to the Claridge's hotel sir. "

Vihaan greeted him back with a smile and nodded. He walked through the foyer to the reception. He kept the briefcase on the ground. Emilia, the front desk clerk saw him.

She asked, " How may I help you sir? "

" Actually there is a suite booked in your hotel by the name of Rajneesh Mehra. "

" May I see your passport sir? "

" Sure. "

He took out his passport which was kept inside the pocket under his blazer. He gave it to her. She opened the passport where Vihaan's alias ' RAJNEESH MEHRA ' was written on the document. Emilia went through her computer system to see his name. She gave the passport back to him.

" Sir, it's room number 2-3-2. "

" Okay. "

Emilia dialled a number on the telephone which was kept on the desk. She spoke to the human resource management.

" Please send a staff with the key of room number 2-3-2. "

She hung up the call.

She said, " Mr. Mehra could you please wait for a minute? The hotel staff will escort to your room. "

" Thank you. "

He picked up the briefcase and left the reception. Vihaan was sitting on a chair in the foyer. He was reading a magazine. The hotel staff, Martin came to him with the key in his hand.

" Mr. Mehra. "

Vihaan looked at him.

" Yes? "

He saw the key in his hand. He kept the magazine on the side table. He stood up and picked up the briefcase. He followed Martin to the elevator. Vihaan's suite was at the fifth floor of the building. He followed Martin through the hallway to his suite ' 232 '. Martin inserted the key into the hole of the door. He unlocked the door. He opened the door. They went inside. He kept the briefcase on the table at the corner.

" Mr. Mehra. "

He turned to Martin who was standing by the door.

" Your key sir. "

" Oh. "

He went to him and took the key.

He said, " Thank you. "

Martin came out of the suite. Vihaan shut the door. He opened the briefcase which had a pistol, two magazines, a silencer and a monocular in the shell. There was a pocket at the storage kit of the briefcase. He took out a pouch from the pocket which had a sim card inside. He took out the sim card from the pouch. He took out his phone from the right pocket of his trousers. He took out the sim slot of the phone. He took out the sim which was already embedded on the slot and discarded the one. He placed the new sim in the slot which was kept inside the pouch. He inserted the slot into the phone and turned it on. Shortly after the phone was turned on he placed his thumb on the screen in order to unlock the device. He texted a message: ' I have reached the hotel. '

Subhash's phone beeped while he was sitting at the backseat of a moving car. He saw the message which he had received from Vihaan.

He wrote a reply, ' Just don't execute Zebra. '

' I'll try not to. '

Subhash read the text. He sighed and turned off his phone. He kept it inside his pocket. He looked at his wrist watch.