"I need more time!"- Roma shouted."I will have more evidence, but you have to believe me."
"It is not in your competence anymore."
These words cut her off sharply. It's not like she waited for some other answer. When she walked into the office she was certain she will get a refusal. But still she wasn't ready for it. To let go of it. To let go of Don.
Since CBI Officer Vishal Malik retired things have changed. The new boss Mandras Roy was nothing like him. He did everything by the rules. And he made everyone else in the office the same. In fact everyone were scared of him for some reason Roma couldn't figure out. Maybe she had spent too much time with Don to not know what it's like to fear something anymore. When Roy was in his rage, she would walk in his office slam the papers onto his desk with some new proof and walk out of it with all of the staff staring at her. She new that in a couple of minutes Roy would return those papers with a POSTPONE sign on them. More than that, she managed to spill over five cups of coffee onto him. Not that it was a smart move. Maybe she should have tried to gain his respect from the start, so that he would take her more seriously. But the first time they met it was merely impossible. It was a week after the shooting. She hadn't recovered yet. She walked into the office with pocket full of pain and agony. All she wanted is to wipe Don away from the Earth's surface for not even visiting her in the hospital or calling to ask if she is still alive. But mostly because of her stupidity. She was angry on herself for not killing Don that night. She should have done it. For the sake of her brother. Don deserved it more than anyone else in this world. So she stormed into the head's office and accidentally smashed the door right into Roy's face. Right then she knew nothing is ever going to be alright between them.
"I need you to allow me to do the expertise!"
"There is no need for that since we're not working on this case anymore."- she hated his voice, smokey with even nice words sounding terribly.
"I am 100% sure that printing plates were not destroyed."- she breathed heavily."Don has them."
"It is not our concern anymore, Roma."
"No it is! It was before and it's not going to change! I'm not going to give up until Don gets into jail. And this time for sure!"
"As I recall from the reports, you had plenty of time and opportunities to do that. Only somehow he managed to get an immunity inside the German government. Do you have any explanation to that?"
She remained quiet.
"See, I didn't question that." he continued. "So you are not allowed to question my authority. We don't want this absurd to come on top and ruin yours and ex-officer Malik's reputation, do we?"
"It is not an excuse to leave Don walking freely. We have to find a proof!"
"We will. Only not now. You will have to forget about it at least for a while. We have a new case. That needs your extra attention more than Don."
She sighed. It seemed this time she was losing. She felt that her chase for Don became more like a joke. She can at least try to listen to Roy for the first time. Maybe there was something more important out there.
"Are you ready to hear it?"
"Yes."- she mumbled.
"There is a terrorist attack coming soon. Our task is simple. We have to stop them."
It seemed he waited for her reaction. Only somehow it wasn't convincing for her.
"Are you sure that the information is true?"
"It is 100% percent certain. Our people caught a few calls on the phone discussing the attack, the date and time. The only thing is that we don't know the place. That is why we need to infiltrate CBI people straight into the terrorist lodge to find it out."
"Who are the terrorists?"
"Funny, the group is known for their peaceful drug selling and woman trafficking. Although everybody know what they are doing, nobody has ever caught them. And only few know how dangerous they are. There is not so much information about them so we just couldn't walk on them blind. The only person who knows them, seen them and can lead us straight into their lodge is..."
There was quite a long pause. As if he was clearing his throat. She wanted to check if he is even breathing.
"Who is he?"
"You're not going to like that."- he sighed.
She heard a door opening,soft and elegant steps behind her. That was when she heard the voice. She felt a tiny drop of poison circling through her body, rushing through her veins, strangling her mind.
"Haven't seen you in a long time, my lovely Wild Cat!"
