One just one ring, he hastily picked up the phone..

"Hello!"

......

"Noor, is that... Is that you?"

"It is me!"

"Noor!! Noor!! Oh my god! Oh God! The hell earth are you?"

"I don't know.. I..really don't know" the strength in her voice started to falter as words started to form in her voice.

"Okay. Okay! Explain me where you are. A house? An enclosure? A.. are you trapped? "

"No..! M on the streets. I am driving!"

"You are what?!"

"I am driving."

"Where are you? Where are you headed?"

"I don't fucking know!" She snapped in a quivering voice, "I don't know.. I am just trying to move faraway."

"Noor, hold on.. We are here. Just don't disconnect the call. We are trying to trace your location. You will be safe. No one can harm you."

"No! Please!! Don't!"

"What? Noor, please just cooperate.. Just let us reach you."

"I don't want you to reach me! I just.. I just want to get rid of this madness."

"Don't do this..."

"I will!! I am going utter crazy. I am going insane.. Everything around feels nothing but a lie. I am going crazy! Let me leave! Please don't follow me..!! I am going!!"

"No! I can't let you do that. I am sorry!! Please don't disconnect."

"Only if you assure that you wont track my whereabouts."

"I need to find you..!!"

"But, I dont want to be found. I want to be forgotten. I want to be away from this deceptive world around me."

"Noor!! Noor!!" After a painful pause, "I love you. I love you before any damn thing in this planet. I let you down once, but not again. You are not alone in this. Fuck, I am ready to go any hell to bring you back safe and sound and.. bring back that woman I always loved. Just give me one effing chance to be by your side. Please.. please don't disconnect the call. You think I am sounding desperate.. Coz, I am.. All that I need right now is your safety. Just, let me help you.. please!!... Noor!!.. Noorrrr..!! Talk to me!!"

The voice at the either end paused abruptly before he could figure out any further the walkie talkie started to play. There has been a car crash. Do you copy? There has been a car crash on the 14th avenue crossing. It seems like the victim we are after.

The police gave him a last look as he kept staring at him helplessly before he brought the speaker in front of his mouth, "Get forces around the spot."

"They are there. Sir, we found the passport. It reads Noor Mikos.

Silence.

The Officer slowly moved his eyes towards as he stood frozen on his chair. Staring helpless at the screen showing a city map in vain.

"Is she breathing?"

"Hard to tell. It is an ugly crash we are trying to get the victim out of the debris."

As the person from the other end of the walkie talkie gave out live updates, the last words pierced right through his ears.

He shreiked in his place and to the officers surprise, he started to laugh in a hysterical manner.

The later kept staring at him without intervening into his actions.

He turned towards the officer and read through his expressions. Composing himself he spoke in a quivering, "This.. was how it was supposed to end. This..!!"