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Chapter 24

Aryan was seated on a chair, in a dark room. The room was lit with numerous candles and the windows were shut. The whole atmosphere was quite soothing but there was a hint of tension between the couple. Currently, they were in the master bedroom of Hitesh's house. Naina took a seat opposite to him and whispered, "This is to ensure that in further court trials, your innocence will not be questioned."

Hitesh folded his hands and stood next to Aryan. Naina commanded, "Aryan, just relax, breath in and breath out, slowly."

Aryan did as he was instructed. Soon, he felt he was losing his control over his body, in some sort of trance. Naina got up and walked to him, occasionally stealing glances at Hitesh. She kept her palm on his shoulder and whispered, "Forget about horse. Forget that I had instructed you to shoot at Raghav on seeing a horse. Forget it, slowly."

Hitesh looked at them, disbelievingly. Sometimes, he felt he had taken correct decision of become a lawyer. He never understood his wife and sister's mind games. After a few minutes, Aryan was brought out of hypnosis state. Naina knew that he was out of his hypnosis but she wanted to make sure that horse, Raghav and frequency of her voice were completely erased from his memory.

"Aryan, where's the horse?"

He looked at her with utmost amusement. "Naina, I am an engineer. Stop asking these primary school level questions! Of course, the horse would be in the stable."

Naina shook her head. He is talking nonsense which means he is completely out of hypnosis.

Hitesh walked away from there. Aryan looked at her sad face. He tried to cheer her up, "Naina, I think he doesn't know how to speak."

"He knows how to speak. He knows it very well."

Tears dwelled up in her eyes. Yet, she blinked her eyelids furiously so that the dam won't burst. She had promised to Sugandha's ashes that she will never be weak or cry before Raghav is hanged. She couldn't cry at this moment. Aryan mentally saluted her. The duo walked out of the bedroom. In the drawing room, the television was tuned to news channel where new inputs about Ranjit's murder case were being discussed.

"Underworld Don Raghav's brother, Ranjit who was shot dead in The Turf Club, Pune, by two ladies in burkha identified as Noor and Fatima and a man identified as Abdullah has taken a new turn. The post mortem reports have just arrived from Hyderabad. We've got news that Ranjit was declared dead on the spot due to internal brain haemorrhage. According to our sources, this murder plan was to kill Raghav but Ranjit was present at the time of shootout. Horse owned by Raghav..."

"Same old news," blabbered Hitesh and changed the news channel. All the regional news channel were reporting the same news. Aryan sighed in frustration and toppled on the couch.

One of the news channels sprang with new news. The reporter, in her sweet voice and crisp Marathi diction, reported, "We have just got the news from our sources about CBI officer, Mr. Khan taking the in-charge of this investigation. Our news channel is the first one to report this news. For more updates, stay tuned to our channel, XYZ news."

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