"Welcome to RCSM Madame, let me begin with this amazing tour for you. There are four blocks of different work platform spread across two fifty acres of space, you can just assume that RCSM is itself a world in the world is just like the earth in the universe. These four blocks are very ordinarily labeled A, B, C and D, presently we are at the Block B. Just for information this building has twenty four floors; twenty one above the ground and three below the oxygen level. We can even call this as the tech world/Block because this whole block is filled with engineers for different purposes, CA's and random employees all set for office works, record collection and accounting. This block is the only block open to the public where generally seminars and fests are held on public demand and interest."

Oh! Goodness.

Sejal finally inhaled some mixture of oxygen and other gases present in the space, sighing in relief when Peter stopped with this boring tour and all thanks to that Dr Unknown who still had a little explanation to do of what he meant about not messing up with her? This little break from her guide even gave an ample of seconds to think how big of a place RCSM was, very similar to Noiada Safari?

Peter being an experienced doctor was also a trained guide, being a helpful guide was his long time passion which he finally made come true after joining RCSM. Sejal mentally wondered if Peter had any microphone installed in his body, anything can happen here because it's RCSM.

Cutting the larynx and attaching a micro chip loaded with the blueprint cum the features of RCSM and then connecting that chip wirelessly to an outer hotspot was maybe the process of Peters microchip installation, and obviously RCSM was too much developed in technology so they may have even found out the resistive element which couldn't infect his throat due the radiations and even let the chip stay undisclosed in its position.

Peter spoke like a systematic robot coded with every word which was needed to be delivered to the receiver or to say you are watching a video and until you pause it the video is going to continue playing.

Now taking a left after reaching the dead end of the white little road they were at, according to her theory somehow the play button was clicked and Peter resumed back.

"A Block is specialized only for research purpose; I guess you won't be stationed there until you have attained your platinum credits, all the employees have credits according to their positions and like I already mentioned B Block is the tech world and our administration hub. Then comes our C Block; it is the hospital where you may be stationed at the start. Depicted by your performance graph and the usual senior approval you will receive your golden credits. The hospital is the home for interns and new employees either you come for research or internship, yeah except for the engineers. Then we come to the D Block which is under the direct provision of Dr Bhattacharya Sir."

On the mention of Bhattacharya a little shock registered on her face as Sejal heard the buzzing of a pager; it was for Peter. And finally air hit Sejal's bronchiole making her realize how frustrated the so called tour has turned out to be.

It would be better if we could just name this is an audio play of whatever information is already posted on numerous websites of news and medical job information, which Sejal was already well versed in.

Sejal watched the changing facial muscles of Peter which gave her the hope that he may leave her soon with the bad omen of something terrible had happened somewhere; that is only when a doctor is called. Peter completed reading his pager in a hurry and turned to face Sejal.

"I am extremely sorry sweetheart. It's an emergency. Maybe some other time I will complete this." He said neither apologizing nor frantic, maybe eyeing the age of his which will be some late forties or early fifties with little freckles on his bright copper face made her realize he was used to such situations rather often.

She smiled politely making it obvious that he may leave and Peter without wasting another microsecond dashed through the exit voicing something and typing something with his pager.

Sejal directed her feet towards the canteen and finally treated herself with an espresso which she owed herself for rather successfully bearing half of the day at RCSM, or in simple words sustaining in a prestigious place like RCSM.

~

"Shitty listen to me."

Aryan wasn't heading anything to whatever Darshan was up to, it was like all the banter Darshan was trying to cheer up the situation was all being useless. Aryan was behaving like Darshan was just another piece of the non existing furniture present in the cabin or to say a wireless connection without an I. P address.

Aryan turned the pages of the last file reported at 1400 hrs of the Doctors being posted at the running shift, picking up his microphone which was a slim pen set to life by the tech department he started to cross verify the information.

"Orthopedics, 41?"

Without wasting a moment Darshan replied because he was the one who had assigned the duties to the interns today obviously which Aryan was aware about but now they were in a cold war so he was ignoring.

"Dr Bhuvish is on duty. Patient is under observation for twenty one days.... Umm. I mean twenty one hrs wh... "

Click. The door of the cabin was opened which made Darshan take a step back being scared of the RDX to finally explode; because a silent Aryan is always like a ticking bomb. One fierce stare from Aryan was enough for Darshan being declared run out on the pitch of this cold war.

With the sudden turn of events that is the mood off of Aryan and the predictable twist of time always being in the favor of Aryan, Darshan grabbed his phone which was having an area fight with the latter's phone on the oak table and made his way to the exit portal with rushed steps.

If somebody catches Darshan now; that would be termed officially being kicked out of the CEO's vault especially when the CEO was supposed to be his best friend then definitely it's going to be a professional prestige issue for the rest of his life. With a quick look over the passageways, craning his neck higher Darshan made the way to nowhere in particular thanking thoroughly to every existing God that nobody caught him off guard.

Obviously the cameras are an exception, because if they are known for good and livid pictures then they have their con side also. You can never win with the reds.

~

"With trouble comes experience and with experience comes wisdom." Acting very patiently Sejal listened to the miserably quoted quote enjoying each sip of her espresso or to say trying to frame her sets of question to be thrown on Dr Unknown; after all he owed a brief explanation.

"I think you owe me an explanation Dr Unknown, how about you start with your name."

"Yeah. . Yes, I am Dr Darshan Vyas, the chief head of emergency panel."

Darshan couldn't figure out why time always raced against him?
Because he couldn't comprehend that why the hell on Earth he choose this seat only, out of the hundreds still empty? Now what is he supposed to explain her? From where should he even begin?

Sejal put the mug with a thud on the table to bring this named Dr Unknown; Darshan back to the question she had posed, while Darshan simply stared at her amazed that she didn't even react anything listening to his high position in this renewed place.

"Shitty. I mean Aryan."

"I think you mean the person who interviewed me." Sejal completed the sentence trying to pull the train further now that she had a name for the handsome male whom she fanaticized a little; Aryan Shetty.

With a nervous smile Darshan tried to continue, not knowing what to explain this beautiful soul who was now having few cute worry lines on her forehead maybe thinking about some stressing topic

"Actually Aryan is filled with a sort of Grey material, you know being the CEO comes with its perks."

Fifty shades of Grey? Did he just mean Christian Grey? Because he was also the CEO in the book and a hardcore erotic person with a very high libido any man could ever have, only imagining him can make any girl wet for him.

But before Darshan could continue the dirty thoughts in the head of Sejal made her choke with her espresso as she abruptly stopped savoring her lifeline.

"Hey beautiful, be careful."
Darshan said concern lacing his face while Sejal tried not entering into another choking session as Dr Vyas has just called her beautiful; maybe it's time for a new nickname she thought.

"I am okay."
Sejal reassured him, now the nervous smile of his turned into a caring one which earned him a star in her books; any man respecting a girl is an act of gentlemen is one of her star awarding rules in her theory of life

"Do you understand beautiful? You know he is just bought that way with not so much of love and care. So he isn't that good with the females. Are you okay?"

Sejal nodded not understanding how to react to this piece of news, how can someone be alright knowing that their boss is involved in some troubling BDSM sexual fantasies?

Sejal couldn't figure out how she missed this important detail in her little research about the people in RCSM but she couldn't help herself also because in the first place she didn't have any idea about the CEO of the organization itself or else the little not recogonising issue wouldn't have happened in the orphanage that day.

With a weak smile Sejal mouthed a thank you to Darshan, pulling her Android from her right pocket which had a deep scratch on the screen reminding her to buy a new sooner, remembering the task on hand she texted Katyusha.

Are you free?

-Sejal

Call if imp...

Else catch u later babes<3

-Katyusha

Sejal immediately dialed her number because she was in urgent need a talk with her official stylist and bestfriend to clear her head regarding this new found issue about her boss.

~

Aryan watched Viona enter the cabin holding her sleek apple I-pad, giving a vibrant smile he motioned her to take a seat which she graciously did returning an elegantly toothy smile offering a yellow colored wrapped candy to him.

"What's the occasion?

Aryan asked opening the candy and popping it in his mouth, while Viona just nodded stating there is no reason behind sharing this candy.

"Are you going to meet the interns this time or is Sir going to handle them personally?"

"I have no idea yet, the panel will take the decision today. Do I have any new mails?"

Viona read out to him the schedule for the afternoon and mentioned about a message from Tiger asking him to meet at his usual place now a days so, it was surprising that he had emailed this thing instead of calling or texting him which he does normally.

"Okay. Next?"

"Your car will be picked up for servicing in the evening; if you want I can inform Dr Vyas for a lift."

Viona said to which he simply nodded a no because today he has some other plans in head and it was not a good idea to involve Darshan in them.

"Anything else you want me to do for you, Sir?"

"You know what I want."

Aryan said with an added wink which was cute enough to watch and Viona nodded with a little laugh like the chatter of birds early in the morning because if some outsider would listen this they would probably think they were exchanging some naughty remarks but in true all he meant with that statement was his coffee to be bought in quickly according to his liking. Viona went out.

Watching the portrait of Dr Shravan Bhattacharya on the wall he watched the little specks of dust lining on the outlines of the frame, reminding him about his discussion regarding the G7 incident.

Shravan Bhattacharya has proposed in shifting the dead bodies to Block A so that a new research team can act on it because it may turn out some high crisis case also, doing that Aryan can also continue with his CEO duties without any interjections and it would stop people raising questions on how reliable Aryan is with his position. No wonder the media would tag him as a cannibal.

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