Part 26
The man hung up. Abhi tried calling back, but the number was now switched off. He called ACP and this time ACP picked up… Abhi told ACP all about his suspicions, Krishna’s call and then this call…
ACP – “Abhijeet, main Vivek ko phone kar deta hoon. Wohh jaakar fauran tumhare ghar mein chaan been shuru kar dega. Hum log bhi Pune se chal rahe hain, tum humse Mumbai – Pune highway par Pune resort par milo.”
Abhijeet was just five minutes drive away from the place ACP had called him to. He waited there impatiently, thinking over and over about the things. How couldn’t he figure out that a girl who met him a day, agreed to stay in his house after knowing him for just two days. He always thought that there was something fake about her but he never took it seriously… actually it was how friendly she was that he never doubted her but he should have had been careful… he was already once betrayed by a friend. Was really Viren a fraud? Maybe Shipra had planned it all…and now Shruti and Pinky were in danger… he had to help them what so ever…
It was for not another 40 minutes when the CID team finally arrived. Abhijeet recited the whole story to all of them.
ACP Prithviraj – “sir par mujhe nahi lagta ki Shruti, Viren ki behen ne ye kiya hai”
ACP – “Prithviraj jo kuch hua hai us sab ke hisaab se toh shaq ussi par jaata hai par Abhijeet, tumhe kya ho gaya tha? Tum usse apne ghar mein rakhne ke liye maan kaise gaye?”
Abhi was quiet. He knew he was at fault here.
Just then ACP gets a call from Pratap. He tells that they had properly scanned Abhijeet’s house. It was in perfectly nice condition except some struggle marks in the hall. They also found the fax of the kidnapped child from Shruti’s room and it was wet.
Daya – “sir ab kya karna hai?”
ACP – “karna kya hai…Abhijeet ko us under construction building mein jana hoga”
ACP Prithviraj – “par sir Abhijeet akele…”
ACP – “hum sab chalenge Prithviraj.”
Abhijeet was standing in front of the under construction building. It was just a little after noon. He was trying to calm himself as he entered. He had left his gun with Daya safely but carried small transmitters in his batch and shoes as well. The others would be nearby and it was planned that when Abhijeet felt it fine, he would throw one transmitter away. When the two transmitters would go far from one another, it was the signal for when the others were to join in… Till then, ACP had called Freddie, Pratap, Vivek and more CID officers from both Pune and Mumbai.
Abhijeet turned back, he could see Daya across the road, disguised wishing him luck. It took Abhi some courage to accept the truth and then he entered. There was a watchman outside the building, who asked Abhijeet to show his batch. The watchman searched Abhi for any weapon and only then allowed him inside.
The building was divided into 3 phases and was also several storied. As he entered the first phase, he stood in a verandah type of place with walls all around. There were four men with guns.
Abhijeet said his name and just then walkie – talkie of one of the men rang.
Man – “Yes Boss?”
Voice – “Abhijeet sahab ko ba-izzat lekar aana. Dekhna unhe koi takleef na ho”
Man – “ji boss”
It was the same voice who had called Abhijeet…
Voice – “aur haan Abhijeet sir ke jhoote utarwa lena. Itni der se unhe pehne pehne wohh thak gaye honge. Main unhe takleef nahi dena chahta aur na chahta hoon ki jhoote mein chupe transmitter se CID hum tak pahunch sake”
How could this man know about the transmitter? Abhi thought. Who was this man who had almost all the knowledge about CID. And if the transmitter went far away from the other, ACP and the others outside will think it’s the signal to enter. It will ruin everything…but to his surprise, the man took off the shoes but carried them along.
Daya outside saw the two transmitters were no longer in one line but they were almost together.
Vaibhav – “sir lagta hai ye signal tha”
ACP – “par Abhijeet ne joote ko door kyun nahi kiya…yeh toh lagta hai uske haath mein hai”
Daya – “sir zaroor unhe pata hoga transmitter ke bare mein. Jo insaan CID ki har khabar rakhta hai, usko shayad pata ho”
ACP Prithviraj – “haan par ab kya karein?”
ACP – “thoda intezaar karte hain. Abhijeet ko apna kaam bakhub hi aata hai”
Inside, Abhijeet was now alone with this man who took him up the stairs into a room where two men were there. They checked Abhijeet first and then allowed him ahead. Just then, the man’s walkie – talkie rang again. It was a lady this time.
Lady – “Abhijeet ko abhi kisi kamre mein band kar do. Tum uske saath wahin rehna. Yahan aane ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aur dekhna wohh koi awaz na kare”
Next thing Abhijeet knew was that his head was hit with something hard. The pain was unbearable and a person forcefully tied his hands behind his band. Another person closed his mouth with a tape. He remembered falling on the cold floor… wishing there was a way of contacting his team outside…and then all blackness surrounded him and he lost conscious.
ACP – “Abhijeet, main Vivek ko phone kar deta hoon. Wohh jaakar fauran tumhare ghar mein chaan been shuru kar dega. Hum log bhi Pune se chal rahe hain, tum humse Mumbai – Pune highway par Pune resort par milo.”
Abhijeet was just five minutes drive away from the place ACP had called him to. He waited there impatiently, thinking over and over about the things. How couldn’t he figure out that a girl who met him a day, agreed to stay in his house after knowing him for just two days. He always thought that there was something fake about her but he never took it seriously… actually it was how friendly she was that he never doubted her but he should have had been careful… he was already once betrayed by a friend. Was really Viren a fraud? Maybe Shipra had planned it all…and now Shruti and Pinky were in danger… he had to help them what so ever…
It was for not another 40 minutes when the CID team finally arrived. Abhijeet recited the whole story to all of them.
ACP Prithviraj – “sir par mujhe nahi lagta ki Shruti, Viren ki behen ne ye kiya hai”
ACP – “Prithviraj jo kuch hua hai us sab ke hisaab se toh shaq ussi par jaata hai par Abhijeet, tumhe kya ho gaya tha? Tum usse apne ghar mein rakhne ke liye maan kaise gaye?”
Abhi was quiet. He knew he was at fault here.
Just then ACP gets a call from Pratap. He tells that they had properly scanned Abhijeet’s house. It was in perfectly nice condition except some struggle marks in the hall. They also found the fax of the kidnapped child from Shruti’s room and it was wet.
Daya – “sir ab kya karna hai?”
ACP – “karna kya hai…Abhijeet ko us under construction building mein jana hoga”
ACP Prithviraj – “par sir Abhijeet akele…”
ACP – “hum sab chalenge Prithviraj.”
Abhijeet was standing in front of the under construction building. It was just a little after noon. He was trying to calm himself as he entered. He had left his gun with Daya safely but carried small transmitters in his batch and shoes as well. The others would be nearby and it was planned that when Abhijeet felt it fine, he would throw one transmitter away. When the two transmitters would go far from one another, it was the signal for when the others were to join in… Till then, ACP had called Freddie, Pratap, Vivek and more CID officers from both Pune and Mumbai.
Abhijeet turned back, he could see Daya across the road, disguised wishing him luck. It took Abhi some courage to accept the truth and then he entered. There was a watchman outside the building, who asked Abhijeet to show his batch. The watchman searched Abhi for any weapon and only then allowed him inside.
The building was divided into 3 phases and was also several storied. As he entered the first phase, he stood in a verandah type of place with walls all around. There were four men with guns.
Abhijeet said his name and just then walkie – talkie of one of the men rang.
Man – “Yes Boss?”
Voice – “Abhijeet sahab ko ba-izzat lekar aana. Dekhna unhe koi takleef na ho”
Man – “ji boss”
It was the same voice who had called Abhijeet…
Voice – “aur haan Abhijeet sir ke jhoote utarwa lena. Itni der se unhe pehne pehne wohh thak gaye honge. Main unhe takleef nahi dena chahta aur na chahta hoon ki jhoote mein chupe transmitter se CID hum tak pahunch sake”
How could this man know about the transmitter? Abhi thought. Who was this man who had almost all the knowledge about CID. And if the transmitter went far away from the other, ACP and the others outside will think it’s the signal to enter. It will ruin everything…but to his surprise, the man took off the shoes but carried them along.
Daya outside saw the two transmitters were no longer in one line but they were almost together.
Vaibhav – “sir lagta hai ye signal tha”
ACP – “par Abhijeet ne joote ko door kyun nahi kiya…yeh toh lagta hai uske haath mein hai”
Daya – “sir zaroor unhe pata hoga transmitter ke bare mein. Jo insaan CID ki har khabar rakhta hai, usko shayad pata ho”
ACP Prithviraj – “haan par ab kya karein?”
ACP – “thoda intezaar karte hain. Abhijeet ko apna kaam bakhub hi aata hai”
Inside, Abhijeet was now alone with this man who took him up the stairs into a room where two men were there. They checked Abhijeet first and then allowed him ahead. Just then, the man’s walkie – talkie rang again. It was a lady this time.
Lady – “Abhijeet ko abhi kisi kamre mein band kar do. Tum uske saath wahin rehna. Yahan aane ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aur dekhna wohh koi awaz na kare”
Next thing Abhijeet knew was that his head was hit with something hard. The pain was unbearable and a person forcefully tied his hands behind his band. Another person closed his mouth with a tape. He remembered falling on the cold floor… wishing there was a way of contacting his team outside…and then all blackness surrounded him and he lost conscious.
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