Chapter 7

Excited with the late evening developments, Sachin walked back to his apartment whistling softly.

'Sachin! Where have you been? Seems you have forgotten me!' said Kavin.

Sachin was happy to find Kavin at his house.

'Hullo! I am sorry! I know I haven't been in touch lately... But it's just that I was feeling a bit low. I was resting at home' said Sachin.

'Oh I see. And how is your job going on?' asked Kavin.

'It's going great!' said Sachin.

'How did you find Madame Purvi?' asked Kavin eyeing him naughtily.

'Well what could he say? He would have loved to spill the developments in his personal life to Kavin but he thought it was too risky. What with murder thoughts running through Purvi's mind, the less people knew about them, the better.' thought Sachin.

'She seems a very introvert person. Maybe she is scared of her husband. She is charming certainly but definitely not my type' said Sachin smiling.

The rest of the evening till dinner passed in Kavin's company.

Sachin slept peacefully still thinking about the hot kiss he had shared with Purvi.


O-o-o-o

A week later, Sachin got a call from Frank Holland.

'Hey young man! How are you? You haven't been in touch lately' said Frank.

'Yeah... I guess I am too busy with work' Sachin joked.

'That's good. Ofcourse when you have such charming people around you to work with, you definitely be passionate about your work' said Frank.

Sachin merely laughed.

'Okay. If you are free today, I want you to come and meet me in my office. It's something very urgent that I need to discuss' said Frank.

'Oh! of course! Can I come down to your office in the afternoon?' asked Sachin.

'Sure. I will see you then' said Frank.

Sachin wondered what was it that Frank wanted to discuss with him. He had seemed really mysterious on the phone.

'Well I will find out soon!' he said aloud.

He brushed aside his thoughts and proceeded with his daily chores.

O-o-o-o

She let the warm water run on her body inhaling the strawberry flavoured body wash. She relaxed in the bath tub sipping wine from the glass.

Her cell phone buzzed and she smiled looking at the caller's name.

'Hey' she spoke into the receiver.

'What's up babe? I am missing you' he said.

'I was thinking about you. Wanna do some dirty talk?' she asked in a sexy voice.

'Okay. Tell me what you are wearing?' he asked seductively.

'Nothing. I am enjoying a hot shower' she replied.

'Fuck you are already me on! What are you doing tonight?' he asked.

'Tonight? I am kinda busy' she said.

'Hmmm... And what about the money?' he asked.

'I am working on it!' she said irritably.

'Don't you think you are taking a lot of time?' he asked.

'It's not easy! He monitors my every move. One careless mistake and we will be doomed for life' she said.

'Okay. Okay. I can understand. Can you meet me tonight? For an hour or something maybe we can catch up?' he asked.

'I'll let you know' she said.

O-o-o-o

At about 3 pm in the afternoon, Sachin was sitting in Frank Holland's cabin drinking coffee and eating English Cookies.

'What is it that you wish to speak to me Frank?' asked Sachin.

'Before I begin, I must ask you to promise me that whatever you are going to hear now should not go beyond these walls. Is that understood?' asked Frank.

'Yes. What is it?' asked Sachin curiously.

'I want you to do a simple task. By now you must be well acquainted with Sam and Purvi. Am I right?' asked Frank.

Sachin grunted.

'Good. You have to gain access to Sam's bedroom' said Frank.

Sachin almost choked on his coffee.

'What?' he exclaimed.

'Did Frank know that he and Purvi were more than friends? Gain access to the bedroom? What did he exactly mean by that?!' Sachin wondered.

Frank smiled at his reaction.

'What I mean to say is your have to gain access to his bedroom. There is a metal safe inside his cupboard. I need some papers from that' said Frank.

'You are suggesting a burglary? Which are those papers?' asked Sachin.

'I think you shouldn't bother about that' said Frank.

Sachin let out a snort of laughter.

'Oh really?' asked Sachin sarcastically.

Frank stared at him for a moment.

'You remember you had asked me why I detested Sam so much? Well club which he owns right now belonged to me once. We were very good friends earlier. But since that day everything changed. I was drunk and wasn't in my senses. That bastard forged my signatures on the gift deed. I lost all my money and was forced to sell my house, jewellery, everything.' said Sam.

'What? The filthy scum!' said Sachin outraged.

'All my previous attempts were futile. Now days I have heard that his health is deteriorating. Before he rots on his death bed, I want my deed papers back. I know you are the right person for this job' said Frank.

'Didn't you talk to his wife?' asked Sachin.

Frank let out a shrill laugh.

'What?' Sachin questioned.

'You think that greedy slut would help me? Why do you think she tolerates his abuse? There is a lot of money involved. After Sam's death every single penny goes to her.' Frank sneered.

Sachin jaw dropped open. His heart was thudding loudly.

Sachin had no clue about this money business till now. Purvi had never told him anything about this.

'Maybe that's why she was hell bent on killing Sam!' he thought in horror.

'I - I didn't know anything about this. Purvi never mentioned it before' said Sachin absent mindedly.

'What? Why would she tell you?' Frank snapped angrily.

Sachin realised what he had said.

'Yeah... why would she tell me? You are right. Okay but for doing this what do I get in return?' asked Sachin.

Frank smiled.

'So you want to mess with me' he said.

'That's what a rational person would do' said Sachin.

'What if you don't get anything?' asked Frank.

'Simple. I won't break into his house then.' said Sachin.

Frank slammed his fist hard on the table.

'You fool! Don't you dare meddle with me! You will be sorry!' said Frank outraged.

'You can't touch me Frank. If you kill me you will have to forget all about your deed papers' said Sachin smiling.

'I know you are a murderer. I know CID is looking for you. One call and you will be put behind bars. I can hire any hooligan to break into Sam's house. But what will you do Sachin?' asked Frank with an evil smile.

'I am not a murderer!' Sachin yelled suddenly.

'Calm down officer' said Frank calmly.

'Listen here's the deal. Both of us need each other's help. I get 40% share in the property once I give you the papers.' said Sachin.

'In your dreams!' Frank yelled.

'You have no choice Frank. If I accidently tell Purvi about this... even you will go down with me. Think about it. We have ample time' said Sachin getting up.

Pausing at the door, he smirked at Frank and disappeared.

The next moment Sandra rushed into Frank's cabin.

'What happened Frank?' she asked.

'He wants 40% share in the property if he does the job!'Frank roared in agitation.

'No Frank! We can't let this happen!' said Sandra Shocked.

'Sandra I want you to keep a watch on him. Find out what he does during the day, where does he go, whom does he meet... find out more about him as soon as you can. It has to be sensational. Once we get something against him, he will have to obey me' said Frank.

'Don't worry Frank. I will' said Sandra with a determined face.


O-o-o-o

Purvi was pacing in her room.
Sam had to go out of town for some business work urgently and she was looking forward to spending an entire day without him.

She grabbed her cell phone and messaged Sachin.


O-o-o-o


Same Day, Evening.

Sachin was lying on his bed thinking about his conversation with Frank.

It seemed as if luck had shined on him. He was not worried about Frank. He was sure Frank was harmless then. And with Purvi by his side, nothing seemed impossible at that moment.

He had found love once again in Purvi. He was sure she loved him too. The intensity with which she had kissed him explained it all.

And if they really killed Sam, all money would go to Purvi. Then maybe they would leave this town forever and settle somewhere else.

Sachin could almost picture himself and Purvi lounging on a private beach in each other's arms.

The buzzing of his cell phone snapped him out of his reverie.

His face lit up as he saw it was a text message from Purvi.

It read: Why don't you come over tonight? Sam is out of town.

Sachin gulped. Excitement ran through his veins as he read her message.

'I am on my way' Sachin typed at lightning speed and got up to get dressed.

At around 8 pm Sachin left his house. He sat in his car and sped away.

A minute later Sandra's car zoomed after him.


O-o-o-o

'Hi! You turned up pretty fast!' Purvi said opening the door for him and welcoming him inside.

'Where are the guards and the maids?' asked Sachin.

'I couldn't risk keeping them here. What if Sam comes to know about us?' she asked.

Sachin followed her inside the house. He felt warm and cosy.

Dinner turned out to be a perfect affair. The meal was amazing along with some Champagne. The atmosphere was unbeatable. Indeed their night was going well.

Outside the house, however, well hidden in the shadows, Sandra say cross legged munching peanuts.

She yawned for what seemed like a hundredth time. She really felt sleepy.

But the fact that Sachin was with Purvi at night; and that too when Sam wasn't at home kept her hooked up. Surprisingly the guards as well as the maids were missing too. She found it very fishy.

It was good for her though. Due to absence of the guards she had gained entry into the house pretty easily.

'So what do you want to do now?' asked Sachin after some time.

Purvi smiled and then she ran her hands down the front of his shirt.

'Let's go upstairs', she murmured into his ear.

She took his hand, leading him to the staircase, and he followed her without argument.

He stepped inside the magnificent room and let out a low whistle as the heavy Oakwood door swung shut by itself.

She strolled in ahead of him, climbing onto her bed and beckoning him to follow her.

Once on the bed, she grabbed him by his tie, pulling him up to her, their mouths connecting in heated bliss.

Within next few minutes, the air inside the room grew few degrees hotter.

Clothes flew across the room as they devoured each other, gasping and moaning.

'He had never seen a more beautiful woman than her before' thought Sachin as he looked at her.

They collapsed on the bed breathing heavily, a feeling of euphoria spreading through both of them.

But they weren't aware that outside the window, Sandra was madly clicking away their pictures, almost hanging and clinging onto the small roof, trying not to fall off from her hiding place.

O-o-o-o

Truly satisfied with the night's events, Sandra drove back to her home. She couldn't wait to show Frank what she had found.


O-o-o-o

Sachin lay beside Purvi stroking her back gently. He realised after a few minutes that she had fallen asleep.

He was glancing around the room when his eye fell on the wardrobe.

He sat up on the bed suddenly.

'Frank's deed papers! What could be the perfect time other than this? Sam's isn't here today! And - and he would tell Purvi all about this when Frank would give him his 40% share. So that way it wouldn't be a problem for Purvi' thought Sachin his heart racing.

Careful not to wake Purvi up, he got dressed and slid open the wardrobe.

Like Frank had told him, Sachin spotted a huge silver coloured metal vault.

Thankfully, it didn't have a combination lock. There was a single key hole. Now all he needed to do was find the key and then his job was done.

As he was looking for the key, Sachin felt a barrel of a gun behind his head.

'Don't move. Or I will shoot' said Purvi coldly.