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The man gripped her wrists and hauled her up from the ground. Zoya's numb body was almost leaning against his hard chest, and worse of all, she couldn't feel or move a muscle in her body. The violent, convulsing sobs had left her empty.
Zoya heard a clicking sound, and suddenly her one hand was free from the hand-cuff. For a moment, she thought that by some miraculous turn of events, he'd decided to let go off her; but her heart sank as the man wound the handcuff around the grill of a window and locked it again. She was now tied to an iron grill, which won't budge an inch even if she put her life in trying to escape from it.
"Yeh sab kar ke tumhe kuch nahin milne wala. Jaanwar ho, ek na ek din zaroor pakde jaoge." Suddenly, Zoya's fear was replaced with an insane courage, the fearlessness one experience when he or she has nothing to lose. She shouted again "Mar jaungi par aapna muh nahin kholungi main. Best of luck with that, Alpha. ...and I'm not afraid of you. You know why? Because people like you are basically cowards. You hide behind a mask; you blindfold people, tie them up and manhandle them. Aur aisa kar ke aap ko lagta hai ke aap bahut bada messiah ban gaye hai, you pathetic piece of sh*t...low-life..." Zoya's raging tirade came to an abrupt halt as a soft, warm sensation on her lips almost knocked her out of her senses. *What the...* Zoya's heart skipped several beats at a time.
"It's the oldest trick in the book..." Zoya could sense that the man was clearly relishing the dumbfounded expression on her face "...never fails to surprise a girl, though."
"I can see what you are up to...and honestly, I expected better things from you." Zoya tried to raise her voice over the wild thumping of her heart. "...and you guys call yourselves Allah ke bande'...when the only thing you want is to play with the decency of a woman." Zoya spat out with much contempt.
"Miss Julie, do you like music?" Evidently, the man wasn't paying any attention to her words.
"I hope you don't mind if I add a little background music to this mayhem? It does have a soothing effect." Zoya heard a low clicking noise, and immediately the room filled with the hauntingly beautiful tunes of the yesteryear classic...
Lag ja gale ki phir
Ye hasin raat ho na ho
Shayad phir is janam mein
Mulakat ho na ho
Lag jaa gale se ...'
Zoya could almost laugh at the irony of this, had the situation not demanded her to behave otherwise. There were perhaps millions of songs out there, and out of all of them, this guy had chosen to play this song...THIS song!
*...but then, isn't it a fitting end to the story of Zoya Farooqui?* Zoya wondered. *Heck yeah! It is.* If only she could see HIM for one last time, of whom the song reminded her the most.
Hum ko mili hai aaj
Ye ghadiya naseeb se
Je bhar ke dekh leejiye
Hamako kareeb se
Phir apke naseeb mein
Ye raat ho na ho
Phir is janaam mein
Mulakaat ho na ho...
Zoya heard a door closing nearby, and the sound of water streaming down. She realized, to her immense relief, that she was alone in the room now. She tried to focus her thoughts on decoding this man's behavior.
This guy's actions had no patterns or sense to them whatsoever, and that was indeed disturbing. "Some men don't want to justify their actions, not even to themselves, Zoya". Her chief told her once. "These are the most dangerous men out there. They deserved to be feared, Zoya, because they never ask for it."
*Akhir iss ke dimaag mein kya chal raha hai?* Zoya didn't want to find an answer to that. There was only one possible explanation for all these supposedly incoherent behavior...
* This guy is a psychopath* the thought crept into Zoya's mind before she could stop it, and fear ran through her veins like poison.
*Will he tie me up to the bed and take me? Probably spank me with a leather belt, to satiate his perverted fantasies, before strangling me to death? Or is it going to be something worse, something unimaginable! Ya Allah, yeh main kya soch rahi hoon. Main pagal ho jaoongi...Allah please meri madad kijiye...mujhe bacha lijiye...or else this monster will destroy me...my body, my soul...*
Zoya struggled madly to get rid of the handcuffs, forcing her legs against the wall and pushing hard with all her strength, but even the desperation of a person trying to avoid a fearsome death was not enough to move the iron grills of the window.
*It's impossible!* She had to think of something else. The handcuffs couldn't be broken, they had to be opened. Zoya remembered how one of her fellow trainees in Pune showed her the trick to open handcuffs...all she had to do was insert something sharp and pointed in the key hole to unlock it.
*I need something sharp...anything...a pin..a needle...just any freaking thing with a pointed tip.* Zoya prayed. With the blindfold on her eyes, it was next to impossible that she could lay her fingers on something which could help her.
*Wait a minute!* Zoya's breath caught on her throat. How could she forget about her hair-pins! Her braided hair was set in place with some hair-pins. All she needed was to find the key-hole of the handcuff with the blindfold on her eyes.
Zoya listened with bated breath as the streams of water continued to flow in the washroom. He was still in there. Maybe she had another few minutes!
She took a deep breath and slowly tilted her head closer to her hand. She carefully removed the pin with a little effort. *The key-hole should be near the bolted point.* she mentally calculated. Her hands were shaking heavily, making it even more difficult to find the exact point.
*Relax, Zoya. This is your last chance.* she steeled herself. Her hands moved with more precision this time...and finally, the pin thrust into something, which felt like the key-hole.
Chanting prayers under her breath, Zoya slightly pushed the pin.
The sound felt like a divine blessing to Zoya's ears. She was free! FINALLY! She made it!
*Ya Allah! Tera lakh lakh shukariya* Zoya hurried removed the blindfold from her eyes...and was momentarily blinded by a bright light.
The source of the light was in the left side of the room. The wall in that side was completely covered with mirrors. The dim yellow light in the room was reflected and amplified by the mirrors. The reflections of an unclothed girl stared back at Zoya in confusion.
*I need to put on some cloths first.* Zoya stumbled towards her blouse and ghagra lying on the floor, careful not to make any noise. Apart from the weird decoration with mirrors, the rest of the room was pretty simple, with minimal furnishing. There was a wrought iron bed at one side, a wooden table and a chair. The grey and white check shirt, which was previously worn by the man, was hung at the back of the chair. A book was kept on the table, with a page-mark in it. Beside it, there lied Zoya's revolver!
Zoya felt a surge of despair as she realized that her clothes were not suited for wearing any more. She grabbed the shirt from the back of the chair and wrapped it around her. It was too large for her, but was doing more than enough to protect her decency. As she lifted her revolver from table, her eyes fell on the cover of the book. It was the Quran'.
Zoya was torn between an insane urge to run away and an undeniable curiosity to stay back and watch the drama unfold in front of her eyes .The urge to flee was definitely more powerful, but this man had captured her interest like no one else ever had. The mission to reveal the true face of Alpha' could still be accomplished. Zoya was no longer weak or vulnerable; she had her weapon back and was ready to take on her enemy once again.
The sound of water in the washroom stopped abruptly, sending a shiver down her spine. She tip-toed towards the washroom with the gun pointed straight. Beads of cold sweats formed on her forehead as she waited anxiously to face the worst enemy she'd come across in her life.
The lock of the washroom was unbolted and the door slowly opened. Zoya gritted her teeth, her fingers closing in on the trigger.
His shirtless, tall frame was standing there, clad in a pair of black denims. Zoya's eyes moved from the black inked tattoo on his bare chest to his face, which was no longer hidden behind the mask.
It was her four years of training as a federal officer in the bureau which prevented Zoya from collapsing on the floor. She stared breathlessly at the face...at the prominent jaw-line, the sharp nose, perfectly curved forehead, a pair of deep, brown eyes which registered no surprise on seeing her...and a scar, running deep above his left eyebrow towards the jaw-line, an infernal damage to the once handsome face...the face with which Zoya Farooqui was head over heels in love once.
" Asad! Tum zinda ho!" the words escaped her mouth in the form of an almost imperceptible whisper.
"Ruk kyon gayi, Zoya? Just pull the trigger." Asad pressed the barrel of the gun against his forehead, a maniacal grin spreading on his lips "Issi din ka toh intezaar tha mujhe...mujhe maarne ka haq abhi bhi sirf tumhe hai, Zoya. Let's put an end to this monster, which you have created with so much love."
(to be continued)
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