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Chapter 8

'Purvi please let me explain. Put that gun down.' said Sachin rather calmly.

'Who are you? I want to know your real identity.' Purvi asked angrily.

'Purvi don't be ridiculous! I have not any serious matter from you. Please let me explain' Sachin said.

Purvi lowered her gun but did not remove the fingers from the trigger. 'Speak. And I want to hear only the truth'

'I am sure you must have heard about Frank Holland. Did you know that he was the owner of the Torque Club before Sameer forged his signatures on the deed papers?' Sachin.

'I see. So you are working for Frank. I knew he was after the club. So he hired you. He told you to use me and get the deed papers isn't it?' asked Purvi.

'Purvi trust me. I didn't have the slightest idea about this when I accepted the job. Now he is blackmailing me to steal the papers else he would hand me over to the police' said Sachin.

'Oh yes. You are on run aren't you? You murdered your wife' said Purvi sneering.

'Shut up! I didn't murder her alright? They framed me. I loved her but she turned out to be a bitch. She went to the grave and made my life hell. Don't talk about things you don't know!' screamed Sachin enraged.

Purvi looked at him intently for a moment but said nothing.

'How do you know about my past? I never spoke to you about this before' said Sachin suspiciously.

'I always do a bit of background check before hiring anyone' said Purvi simply.

'Look I am telling the truth. You've got to trust me' said Sachin earnestly.

'Come with me' said Purvi signalling him to follow her.

She led him to a dark basement. As Purvi switched on the light, Sachin was a huge iron safe. The rest of the basement was empty.

'What's this?' he asked.

Purvi punched some numbers through the keypad and dust rose around the room as the doors of the safe slid open. Inside the huge steel box, which was lit by two powerful electric lights, were several exquisite fur coats.

'This wouldn't interest you but that a Chinchilla, a Sable and an Ermine' said Purvi running her hands through the exotic soft fur.

To the right, Sachin saw wads of thick dollar bills and the bottom of the safe was filled with jewellery boxes and glittering diamonds. Sachin was sure there would be more inside. The safe had a depth. It was like a room.

Sachin's heart was racing. He had never seen so much wealth in his life. What if all that belonged to him?

'That's just a quarter of Sam's fortune.' Purvi's voice snapped him out of his reverie.

'This is unbelievable' said Sachin.

'That bastard won't even let me come here. Forget wearing it. But all of this will be mine. Soon' said Purvi with a malevolent grin.

Sachin saw a never seen before mad gleam in Purvi's eye as she looked enviously at the contents of the iron safe.

'That's the most foolproof safe that has ever been built. Sam has designed it himself. Anyone entering the wrong code will set the alarms ringing and an emergency call will be sent to the Police. Sam doesn't know that I am aware about the code. I spied on him one day and memorised it.' said Purvi.

Sachin wondered why was she telling her all this.

'Let's get out of here' said Sachin changing the topic.

Purvi shut the safe and they climbed up the stairs. They walked out of the house into the backyard. The stillness of the night was disturbed by an occasional hooting of the owl.

'I can trust you' said Purvi breaking the silence as they sat down on the grass.

'Thank you Purvi. It means a lot to me.' said Sachin gratefully.

'So are you going to help me in murdering Sam?' she asked.

'Gosh! You are hell bent on killing him. Do you think that's easy? I mean he just can't drink himself to death! We will actually have to poison him or something! And what if we get caught? Our future will be ruined!' said Sachin.

'I didn't know you will chicken out so soon! I have a plan in my mind. If it works fine then all this will seem like an unfortunate accident' said Purvi.

'You want to kill him for money right? Why can't we just grab stuff from the safe and run away to some other town. Even quarter of the stuff will be enough for us to last a lifetime' said Sachin.

'And you think Sam will let us leave peacefully? He has lot of contacts. He will find us and then we will be doomed forever. I would prefer getting caught by the police than by Sam. He has got to be killed! We don't have a choice. No man can take me away from Sam till he is alive. And if you are not going to help me, then I will do it. But the thing is having someone you love acts like a morale booster. After he dies, I will inherit all his money. I am planning on selling this house and the Torque club as well. I want to forget about this episode in my life. I want to get out of this town and never come back. We will buy a house with a big swimming pool. There will staff to handle our daily affairs. We can start a new business you know. You can start a new life. Both of us have a scarred past which we want to forget. And murdering Sam will relieve us of all our problems. We will be in this together Sachin' said Purvi.

He looked at her lying by his side, her silky black hair lying on the soft grass, a strange little smile etched on her lips.

'Okay' said Sachin softly.

'I knew you would do it!' said Purvi in a triumphant voice which gave Sachin a spooky feeling.

Could he trust Purvi? He didn't know anything about her. She had come into his life a mere few months ago. But his anxiety and restlessness was replaced by a thrill of excitement which he felt all around him. This was what he had always wanted. And with Purvi by his side, nothing seemed impossible.

'We will still have to play our cards very carefully. Sam is no fool. If he even gets a whiff about what we are up to then he'll -' Sachin was whispering when Purvi silenced him with a kiss.

'Nothing will go wrong when we are in this together' she said ramming her lips onto his.

He let his hands slide down on her beautiful back and that was the end of their conversation.

Half an hour later, Purvi suggested that they should walk back into the house. Sachin told her to go as he wanted a quiet moment for himself.

(A man had been watching Purvi and Sachin even since they had walked into the backyard. His frown had become more and more noticeable as he watched the events unfolding before him. What the hell was she up to?He breathed a relieved sigh as he saw Purvi walk inside the house, alone. He followed her quietly. He knew it was the right moment to talk with her)

Sachin lit a cigarette and lay back on the grass staring at the blanket of stars twinkling overhead, letting his mind drift into what could be an exciting future. He would be a millionaire. People would know him as a famous, rich person with a gorgeous wife. They would envy him. Purvi was right. One harmless crime would change their lives forever...