"Where have you reached now?" Shikar asked Nitya for the hundredth time.

"Oh, shut up already! How many times are you gonna ask me the same question? I told you, I am perfectly fine walking alone. It's not the first time!" Nitya scolded him.

"I am really sorry, Niti! I couldn't make it today."

"Hey hey, I told you it's okay. I know you are busy. Stop apologizing. It's just 9:30 and everything is fine."

"It's 9:30 pm Niti! Just please try to be faster and reach home quickly." Shikar suggested. He wanted to make sure she reaches home safely. The roads are obviously not safe at night. Even though he knew she was a fighter, not literally, but she could at least take care of herself.

"Oh my god, Shik! You are treating me as if I am a child. Now hang up." She said.

"No way! I'll hang up when you reach home. So try to fasten your steps."

"Whoa! Do you have that much balance in your phone! Recharge mine too, na!" She joked.

"Haha! For that, you will have to work in my office because this is the office's phone, not my mobile!"

"Lucky you!"

"How far are you now?"

"I think around 20 minutes more. I have just taken a turn and entered the MG road. You know what this is really ridiculous! I feel like you are my possessive husband and I am like a lost wife. I am gonna so kill you when I reach home."

"I am waiting for that too!" He said sarcastically. They talked and talked when Nitya noticed a figure in the dark.

"Well, that seems weird!" She said.

"What? What seems weird?" He asked getting anxious.

"First of all, this whole place is vacant...totally vacant. Not a soul in sight and there is this thing here...I suppose it's a car! Yes, it is a car. Wow! An awesome one!"

"Stop your fantasy, Niti, and speed up."

"Hey, I can't fly. I am walking way too fast. But, you should have been here. This car looks amazing." She exclaimed.

As she came closer, she could distinguish the car clearly. Under the dim moonlight, she could trace someone standing, rather leaning on the car's door.

She came closer to the figure and soon noticed the person leaning at the car, stand. She could see that the person was a man, definitely. Even though she couldn't see the man's face, she could make out that he was way too handsome and cool. His posture was enough to say. She realized that the person was looking in her direction. A blush crept on her face. She went closer in the direction of the car, obviously not to meet the person, but because he was in the way.

She lowered her gaze and realized that Shikar was continuously talking to her. She lifted her head and her gaze unintentionally went towards the person. Seeing his face, which was clearly visible from where she stood now, she froze on her track - literally. She was few meters away from him, thankfully an inaudible range. Her heart raced and she couldn't decipher what to do!

"Niti! Are you there? I asked where are you?" He asked politely.

"A.a.a.sh.shikar, F.f.faizal is h.h.here! W.what should I do?" She asked while stuttering horribly. Her brain seemed to stop working right now.

"What! F.f.faizal?" Shikar couldn't believe what she said. 

'What the hell is that ******* doing there?' He thought. But he had to first, take Nitya out of the danger.

"Niti listen! He is probably here to kill someone and that is why he may have purposely cleared the street. And you have been unlucky to fall into the trap."

"So w.what sh.should I do?" She asked getting more scared with the passing time.

"First, calm down! Take a U-turn Niti, and run. Just run!" He said.

'Run!'

This simple word was too tough to understand right now, for her. A mafia leader can obviously do that to someone. She tried to turn, but her limbs denied any movement.

She saw him coming her way. He had seen her from the moment she turned towards the street. His eyes followed her every step, making sure she did not run.

'If you are so scared to take another step, then probably I should help you, Love!' He said to himself.

She noticed his movements and as if a spark entered her body, she took a sharp U-turn and ran.
She ran for what seemed like an eternity. Adrenaline rushed through her body like a flood, forcing her legs to move faster.

'Run Nitya, run! Or else you definitely will die. Run!' She kept encouraging herself. Her phone was still in her hand, and Shikar could hear the noise of her running. It was a silent road, so indeed, every sound was audible.

'Wrong move, Love! You didn't have to run!' Faizal thought.

She could see the turn of the road and felt relaxed. But that happiness seemed to last for a nanosecond when she saw the road blocked via sleek black cars, which also seemed expensive. She wasn't a stunt woman to jump over them. The sight alone scared her to hell.

"Shik! This is a trap! I am trapped here." She almost shouted through the phone.

Shikar too couldn't understand what was happening! Why would Faizal do anything like this? What possible interest did he have in Nitya? Was it for money? S**? Yes! Probably money. He was handsome enough to have any woman of his choice. So, it's definitely about money! He concluded.

"Look, Niti! If you get caught, then do not say anything. Be mute...I repeat be mute. Just nod to whatever he says. Do not address him by his name. Call him 'sir'. And give him all the cash you are carrying. Okay? And..."

Shikar was about to say some more advice when a deep husky voice interrupted them.

"Why did you run, Love?" Faizal asked standing right behind her.

She froze and this time tears started forming in her eyes. She had heard many instances of violence and crimes against women in Delhi...especially those that happened at night. She didn't want to be a victim of such a heinous crime. Perhaps, she should have taken leave from work today, she thought.

'I am going to die!' She declared for herself and a tear did escape at this thought.