I trust faith, that if it has to happen, it will...

If it has to happen, it will...

It...

"It will arrive in five minutes, Roma!" she shuddered to Mona's voice.

"What?" Roma turned away from the mirror.

"The limousine!" Mona threw a judgy look over Roma's wedding dress. "Beautiful dress also requires smart brains to wear it properly, so switch on yours please!"

Mona pulled Roma out of the room.

"Remember to breath when he puts a ring on your finger. It's OK if you feel that you don't deserve it. I would've too if I were you."

Roma closed eyes, leaned back at the passengers seat. The wedding dress was uncomfortable, jewelery piercing her neck and arms at places. Just like her heartbeats were piercing her soul.
All she could think of whether CBI system will break down before or after her wedding. And whether even if it breaks down before, will Don tell her about it?

What if he lies?

"I want to see Karan first, then wedding!" Roma hissed to Ramesh as soon as they arrived to the function.

"I don't think Don will allow you."

"He has to!"

"Ok, lets do it like this. I tell everyone you went for the bathroom. And you sneak up to Karan from the backdoor."

"Thank you, Ramesh," she hugged him, feeling a strange sharpness, she pulled away looking at him. "Tell me, everything will be fine, right?"

"I hope so."

Roma berried the worry inside. But she just knew something was about to happen. It was in the air.

Roma entered a small room, where Karan resided among his computers and thin rug in the corner that was presumably where he slept.

"Boy, he keeps you comfortable." she said in a soft voice, but it still scared him.

"Roma, I'm glad it's you."

Karan got up, closed the door hurriedly. Roma heard it lock.

"Don't worry, Don doesn't know I'm here."

"I know. He's preparing for the wedding," he pointed to the screen. Karan had all of the house in his sight.

"I came to ask about the breakdown status."

Silence proceeded.

"Roma, why are you in this ridiculous dress?" Karan ignored her question, typing some kind of codes.

"I'm about to get married if the system doesn't break down." she felt ridiculed.

Silence again.

"Karan, I'm asking again, what is the status?"

"What status?" he kept on typing.

Roma stopped his hand.

"The virus status!"

Karan turned with eyes sparkling neon. And smile filled with hatred.

"What virus, Roma?" he smirked. "What virus are you talking about?"

"Oh my, " she swallowed. "I can't believe this..."

Karan sighed and turned back to monitor.

"There is no virus..." whispered Roma.

"Exactly, and right now CBI agents are circling up Shaitan Ghati gates. And no one knows this because security is blind. I've replaced camera's videos with fake visuals."

"Why?"

Roma watched dozens of agents crawling over the gates. She recognized the clothing. The swipe out team.

"Mr. Mathur gave an order."

Roma switched gaze over guests that gathered in a wide ballroom, drinking champagne, laughing, some even dancing, eagerly waiting for the bride.

"To eliminate every single one in this building. No one should stay alive."