Some people entered the bungalow which now became a crime scene, they directly made a move towards the dead body which dipped fully in blood as multiple knives stab present all over body and face was brutally crushed when after investigated little bit a person from one of them asked about the case from police head who already did primary investigation and inquiries.
"Sir he is Neeraj had a business, from the multiple stabs and the way murderer tried to hide his identification, there is something big involved we searched the whole bungalow and found this chip, in this there is a list of terrorists who attacked last year so it involves terrorism and somehow Neeraj must be related to RAW or ISI" police head informed that person who was busy in examining the dead body and various clues and evidence.
"hmm so it's confirmed that this involves terrorism and Neeraj was either from RAW or ISI any other clue," DAYA asked scratching his forehead.
"According to neighbors a girl ran in a hurry and two-three persons chased her carrying weapons but before they could understand anything they fled away, the only clue of her is her dress that's it" police head informed.
"Alright then activate your search team I want that girl by tomorrow itself" Daya instructed them and left.
They were progressing on this case when someone called Daya, seeing the ID his forehead stress lines vanished and a sweet smile crept on his face.
"Finally you got time to miss me, so how your Goa trip was going," Daya said.
"Superb bhaiya you know you have to visit Goa every year damn so hot girls and parties were smashing, all the fun begins here" a boy in his late twenties wearing a leather jacket pairing with dark shades and fluffy hair having a charm and surrounded with various girls wearing bikinis around him whom he flirting continuously while talking to Daya.
"Abhi if your fun has completed then you can come home, there your elder brother resides and has a home just to remind you as you have been in Goa for fun and enjoy for last month," Daya said teasingly.
"oh how can I forget you, you are my life bhaiya just enjoying life a little hey got an idea you are the ACP of Special Task Force why don't you bought a farmhouse in Goa believe me I can live here forever" Abhijeet suggested.
"why not I wonder how these kinds of ideas don't pop up in my mind, sure I bought you a farmhouse there but for a survivor, you have to do a job as waitering or beach cleaner or sue massager gotcha" Daya pulled his leg mischievously.
"how rude no just imagine how the little brother of ACP of Special Task Force looks like doing waitering, cleaning the beach, massaging bhaiya it's doesn't shoot my personality by the way I'm coming tomorrow," Abhijeet said in a grumpy way.
"ok then pack all your stuff properly, check the Bugatti's engine before driving and beware of cold and…" Daya instructed him.
"And take care of yourself drive safely and take a break on the way" Abhijeet completed his statement and sighed, "dude I'm not a kid now in fact I'll be Sr. Inspector Abhijeet of Special Task Force I think sometimes you forget"
"come soon my life I love you" Daya smiled at his reply.
Daya took a deep sigh and mesmerizing duo's moment as siblings, his love, his life, his only reason to smile and live, his everything and the only thing in his life. He is very proud of his cute little brother Abhijeet who is still a kid for him, Abhijeet is innocent, child, cheerful and emotional from the heart yet no one in whole STF can beat him in sharpness, intelligence, martial arts, and sharpshooter he is one of the best officers.