3 new notifications!

"His IP Address is traced," K screams.

They hoped it would be helpful

this time and not result in another out-of-their-mind conversation.

Ananya walks toward him and looks at the laptop. As they assumed, he was the VNC Host and he using his server himself on another device.

Though late, they're guessing the killer's moves.

Better late than never!

"What the fuck!" it was Ananya who was shocked this time.

She didn't think of this.

"I didn't think of this," she sighs, closing her eyes and caressing her brows.

"You didn't of what?" DJ asks, puzzled.

"The killer is in the same radius as ours!" K supplies the information.

Who would have thought he'd use the same radius as theirs while sending these messages and voice messages?

"What does that mean?" Sameer questions them, his expression not different from his uncle's.

"It means that the killer is someone who is in the office itself." It was Nikhil who answered on K's and Ananya's behalf.

He knows some of the terms and what they mean, courtesy to his wife.

"What?" DJ was shocked. Well, not just DJ, everyone else is shocked.

The killer is in CBI itself and probably roaming between them. Who would have guessed that?

"What's his exact location?" Nikhil asks walking toward K and Ananya.

He is impatient now!

"It just shows around 500-600 meters from this room," K filled them with the information.

The Location is intact!

Everyone else looks at Nusrat whose expression wasn't different from theirs.

"Now what?" she asks feeling gazed upon by everyone.

Nobody says anything but keeps silent.

"The killer is 500-600 meters distance from this room. I'm not that away from you! Come on, guys!"

"You could have set up it there and sitting here innocently. There's a chance and you know Numerology," DJ points out. He's suspicious though he knows Nusrat, his duty comes first.

"That's because my Mom has sent it to me & wanted to change my name," she explains, sighing.

"It's not her!" Ananya announces.

Everyone else turns their head toward Ananya who was looking at her phone.

3 new notifications!

She read them.

"Raghavan, his name is Raghavan and he's none other than someone you communicate with every day." The first message says.

"I'm sending his photo. That's not that clear but yes you can guess who he is!" The second message says.

A Media file was sent to her in the third message. It took no time to download the file.

And there he is, Raghavan, the killer, perhaps someone whom she knows on daily basis.

As she recognizes the man in the photo, she tells them that it is not Nusrat.

Feeling everyone's gaze on her, she looks up from her phone.

"Here it is. Have a look, he could be the killer." She gives them her phone.

Nikhil takes it from his wife who's very near to her.

"What the fuck!" he was shocked as he recognized the photo.

"Let me see," DJ, who was grave, came around Nikhil and Nikhil gives it to him.

DJ was speechless as he looks at the photo.

"We need to go there before he flees," she says gesturing to her husband.

"Yeah, let's go," DJ says looking up only to see Ananya and Nikhil walking out already. He sighs and follows them.

Sameer and Nusrat shortly follow DJ.

K is the one who was left in the room. He'd inform Ananya if there's any change in the location.

22 years ago,

Ananya's mother was a Hindu and her father was a Hindu too. Her mother, Asha, and her father, Amit Saini had a love marriage going against their families and settled in the US. That was where Ananya was born and brought up by her parents.

Her parents are in business, AAA Solutions, an IT company and they had enough of an income to nerve struggle. Their love and happiness were more than that. She was happy in her little world with her parents when they were killed in an accident. And from then, her mother's best friend, Nazriya Begum, and her husband, Ahmad Abdul took care of her and became her guardian. They were the only ones who would visit them and she know them from her childhood.

They took her under their wings. She was 14 then when this changed her life. Nazriya's husband had taken care of their business too until she becomes 21 as per her parent's will. She came to India for the first time and when she was a little better a few weeks later, Nazriya suggested she should stop studying in the US and can join here. That they'd take care of her.

"No, Nazriya Aunty! Thank you but I want to continue my studies there. Anyway I'm staying in Hostel only and if there will be any vacations, I'll come to India," she explains denying them.

"But Anu-" Nazriya was cut off by a 14-year-old Ananya.

"Please," Ananya's plead did it to her.

She was back in the US a few days later.

And if she ever came back to India after that day, it's the day when she got the news that Nazriya Begum is no more.

She had an accident and was no more.

So, she came back when she was 20, leaving her course in the middle.

Her Ahmad uncle was left alone and she decided to come back forever leaving her Bachelor's when she is in her final year.

Ahmad Abdul had to stop her.

"No, Ananya beta. I'll be fine and you shouldn't be shifting here when you're in your final year," he explains, a week after the demise of Nazriya.

"But Uncle, I-" she was cut off by Ahmad.

"No, Anu! Listen to me. I know it's your dream to complete your master's and Ph.D. there at Stanford University. You shouldn't stop your dream just because I'll be left alone, okay? I'll be fine, and Nazriya's memories are always with me. I won't be alone," he explains patting her head.

But Ananya doesn't budge. After a few more days of him explaining it to her, she agrees, though, in her heart she wanted to stay.

Who knows if she leaves now and her Uncle will too leave her like Nazriya?

She gets back to the US and completes her Bachelor's and in the next 2 years, gets done with her master's too.

She was 23 by then and talks to her Ahmad Uncle once a week. More than her, her Ahmad Uncle seems busy. He has appointed a new MD and CEO, and now her uncle is not the active CEO anymore. She understood he has a 9-5 job too, as a General Manager. Maybe he's too busy with his profession.

She started her part-time work as an associate in the FBI and started studying for a doctorate simultaneously. CEO is there to take care of her company, she'll twice a month have a look into the accounts and her company's progress.

It's been 2 years according to her parent's will, she became a chairman in their company while she was doing her masters. She was studying well while taking care of her company. Sometimes Ahmad would help her and she soon caught the tactics. And now her master's is completed and there's her dream, in front of her. To work in the FBI and start her doctorate.

Only if she could continue them! True to her thoughts, a call came that shattered her and she left the US forever and came back to India.

Her Uncle, Ahmad Abdul is no more.

She resigns from the FBI and stops her doctorate. Both of her dreams which she just grabbed, not a long time ago.

She lost so many things in the span of 10 years.

She's 14, her parents lost their lives.

She's 20, her Nazriya Aunt has died in an accident.

She's 23, her Ahmad uncle left her forever too and she had to leave her dream.

But Ahmad had left a letter for her. He know he'd die, he was suffering from blood cancer and she never knows, he never let her know.

Whenever she had a conversation with him, he was fine and he'd talk with her once a week.

Now she knows why! She thought he was busy with his job. But no! He was busy getting treatment for his disease and completing his wife's dream.

That's what the letter said.

That Nazriya died in a car accident when she got a call from the hospital and the news blanked her for a while that she lost her control and dashed into a truck.

The news was about Ahmad's blood cancer. Ahmad came to know he had cancer after Nazriya's death when he got a call from the same hospital reminding him of the reports. The test he got done with his family doctor when he felt dizzy and the call was connected to Nazriya when he didn't lift. Nazriay came to know before he did and died. And he did too. He never wanted Ananya to know this as he know it'd shatter her.

Ananya Saini though looks so hard on the outside and often appears as someone with fewer emotions, he knows the truth. She's just like a coconut. Hard on the outside and soft on the inside, too soft in emotional matters.

And that's why she hides her emotions mostly.

A hard person knows what emotion is, and that's why he would avoid being emotional. Ananya is not different.

It's just like a man/woman who had a bad experience with a relationship and so they'd avoid relationships. And when they avoid it, people think they know no value of the word.

Ananya had an emotional attachment with her parents and when she lost them, she avoided that emotional attachment with anyone. She was at least better than, taking life as it comes herself. She wasn't much talkative. If people would understand her, she gets easy with them.

She already had an emotional attachment with Nazriya and when she died, the word better left her dictionary and she became more detached. Not worse though.

And if he'd tell her about his disease, it wouldn't help her. She would become hard on herself, worse than what she is today. He didn't want that for Ananya, so he didn't tell her.

He know when he dies, she'd know and he had written a letter for her, tumping a little request on her shoulder.

She did take it up and that's why she's here today the killer chasing her and she chasing back the killer.

They had reached the room, it's a room that hasn't been used for months. A Tech-room which had unused computers.

"Looking for me?" Ananya heard a male voice.

She looked up at the man in front of her. His back is facing her.

"I know who you are!" she grits her teeth.

He laughs turning towards her, "You know who I am because I let you know!"

Ananya gets furious.

"Why did you kill those people?" She doesn't want any drama.

"Why should I tell you?" DJ enters as he heard Karthik alias Raghav.

Karthik is their associate technician, a boy who had completed his graduation but has no experience.

"Look Raghavan, I know you hate me. Just tell me why," she threw an arrow-like gaze at him.

It riles him up.

"Nirvana! Those people have always admired Nirvana which is the reason for my destruction," he answers.

"How did a normal Book like Nirvana destructed you?" Nikhil questions, glaring at him.

If Ananya's glare was fire, his was a burning volcano. After all, the guy in front of him is the reason for his wife's restlessness and sometimes almost nothingness where she wouldn't react to anything and has an expressionless moment.

"Normal book? A Normal book shouldn't have killed people, especially my mother." His nerves are burning out of hate.

"Nirvana is the reason I was manipulated," he threw another fit at them.

"Manipulated? I heard you saying this before too. How can a book Manipulate you?" DJ questions, frowning at him.

Nusrat records their conversation, who entered the room quietly following DJ.

Who knows if the killer doesn't agree with the statements later and she'd be blamed!

"Oh? Didn't your favorite hacker here didn't tell you that?" he chuckles sarcastically.

"Straight to the point," DJ is getting furious now.

"Why don't you ask Ananya here? She knows!" he huffs sighing, rolling his eyes, remembering the years he spent in her manipulation.

"What does that mean? She never manipulated anyone," Nikhil screams at him.

"Stop covering for your wife's deeds," Raghavan screams back.

"Enough! I agree." Ananya stops their argument. She's beyond furious now.

"I agree I manipulated things," she grits her teeth.

Raghavan laughs, "Did you listen to her, DJ?"

"What is this, Ananya?" DJ questions, looking at her perplexed.

"Nirvana, the one you read, is not my work. Polymath is not me!" She states taking a deep breath.

That's it! Her secret was out. 

Ananya Saini is not polymath! 

To be continued..,

Let me know what you think of the update! Could only publish this much! Otherwise, it wouldn't give you the thrill! *smiling innocently*

 The last part is already half-drafted!

I promise, the next one is the last one and might come out after two hours or at midnight or tomorrow evening, depending on my sleep or work.

Who do you think is Polymath? 

-polymath_land

-02/10/2022