Roma was back at her apartment. Finally! She missed her bed so much! She lived in the skyscraper area. She had a bird's-eye view from her window and the buildings were shining in Manhattan-like lights.

She took a wine and poured it into the glass. All she wanted is to forget everything for a while. It was all just too much. How did you got yourself into this mess, Roma? she asked herself. Her life now consisted of constant gun fire attacks, deaths and Don's unpredictable moves. Why couldn't it all just fade away...for a little while...with a snap of her finger.

The phone rang. She sighed. She took it.

"Are you ok, my Wild..." she put it down quickly.

Don! How dare he call her! His voice was the last thing she wanted to hear right now. But too late. Her heart started to race again.

The phone kept on ringing. She closed her ears and went to the window. As she took a glance on the opposite building, her mouth dropped open. All the window lights faded. Only few were lighting up again, slowly forming huge letters:

PLEASE,

PICK UP THE PHONE,

MY WILD CAT!

Roma rolled her eyes.

"Not impressing enough, Don. You'll have to try harder than that!"

The phone stopped ringing. The words faded to form a new one:

FINE!

She frowned. He was giving up that easily?

But she was wrong. She heard a loud beep on her computer. A video call opened up with Don's face in it. He was grinning. She came closer.

"Hmm, you almost made it," she faked a smile."Almost." with these words she closed her notebook for good. She went out of the room to get herself a new glass of wine.

While she was pouring the wine, she heard a chatter in her TV. Suddenly it switched on and Don appeared again.

"You know, I can keep entertaining you like that all night!"

"No, thanks!" she went to pull out the TV wire.

But before she even tried to unplug it, she heard Don saying in a childish voice:

"Mmm, what's that button for?"

The light in her room started to flicker. It kept turning off and on repeatedly.

"Stop that!"

"Oh, was it your electricity?" he was acting concern."Sorry, my bad."

The flickering stopped.

"What do you want from me?"

He looked serious now.

"To apologize." he sighed."I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" she frowned. "Keep it, no need for that.."

He switched off the lights in her room. Now the whole screen gave a very intimate atmosphere.

"You look beautiful in this blue light," he spoke softly."And you're eyes..."

"Don!" Roma heard a shout from behind his back.

"Sameer!" exclaimed Don."Just in time for the party!"

"I thought I told you not to mess with this thing!"

Don laughed.

"I'm not your wife to listen to you!"

"Hi, Sameer! Can you switch the lights back in my room, please?" asked Roma irritated.

Sameer instantly did so. Don rolled his eyes, got up and went to the furthest corner of the room. He sat in the couch, his looks still fixed on Roma.

"Roma, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left him in the room for long."

"How is that you have all the connections to my neighborhood's electricity?"

"Well, I have all the connections to any neighborhood's electricity, computers, security systems...you name it" he smiled.

"Good for you..."

"I believe you're tired. So I'll be brief." he made himself comfortable in the chair."I've read all the materials on electromagnetic bombs and checked all of the codes. These bombs are not only dangerous for electricity or electronic devices but for people too."

"They disrupt anything that is electronic including airplanes, hospital appliances which can cause a lot of deaths, right?"

"Yes and no. These are highly innovative bombs. They do disrupt everything you've mentioned, but they also create a massive shock-wave that results into explosion. So if the bomb explodes in the city. The city goes back into 200 years following millions of deaths."

Don lit up a cigarette and send a few smoke clouds her way.

"It's not gonna happen!" said Roma."All that Don has to do is steal those bombs. Nobody is going to get hurt."

"The only question is how?"

Roma looked at Don. He was pouring whiskey in his glass. Sameer turned to him too. Don noticed them staring.

"Oh, so now I suddenly become important!" he frowned."What do you want to hear? A plan maybe? Sorry, I don't have any for you today."

Was it only her or Don seemed careless? He drunk the whole glass at a gulp. And sat back in the couch.

"Why do we need a plan anyway? I'm a head of Paavan's security. Alfred Sholz gives him the bombs. I kill Paavan. I take the bombs. End of story."

Roma and Sameer exchanged looks.

"It sounds too simple when in reality it's not," Roma said."What if you become Vijay in the moment when you're stealing the bombs?"

"Then I die."

There was a long silence. She felt an ache in her heart. He can't be serious.

Don got up and went out of the room.

"Where the hell is he going?" Roma asked Sameer.

"For another bottle, probably."

Roma's eyes then fell on two empty whiskey bottles on the table near the couch.

"Seems like you guys have fun there..."

"I'd wish," Sameer laughed."I didn't get a chance to even taste it... It's all Don."