Part 3 The complaint

In the meanwhile,

The inspector called Ishan. Someone attended the call instead of Ishan.

"Who is this?"

"I'm inspector Raj speaking, sir"

"One minute... I will pass the phone to Inshan Bhai"

"Bhai, inspector speaking" the man extended the phone to Ishan.

"Tell me, inspector"

"Sir, a girl said she saw your brother yesterday"

"Of course, he was at home yesterday. He is missing from the morning only"

"Yes, sir. She said something about your brother"

"What?"

"She said, he tried to throw acid on a girl and she saved the girl from your brother"

"Whaaaaat...? Was that girl there? I'm searching for her only. How dare she wound my brother... That too in public... In front of people?" Ishan gritted his teeth.

"She is here only sir... In the police station..."

"I'm coming... Make sure, she is there. I want her... I want to throw acid on her face just like how she wounded my bother"

"She will be here, sir. I will not let her go"

"Go back to the police station" Ishan ordered the driver and disconnected the call.

The inspector came out of his room searching for Khushi. He looked here and there.

"Where is she?" He shouted.

"Who sir?" A constable asked.

"The girl..."

"She was here only" the accused who got arrested in the pickpocket case said.

The inspector searched for Khushi again but he didn't find her anywhere.

"Where is she?" he yelled.

"I think she went off," someone said.

"How did she come?"

"She always comes on her bike sir," a constable said.

"What was her bike number?"

"I don't know sir... it's a hero honda splender bike"

The woman PC who had tea with Khushi entered the police station, hearing that.

She frowned. Till today, the inspector got irritated whenever Khushi came to the police station. But now, the inspector was feeling bad for not finding her here. What was the matter? She knew about the inspector. He was a money-minded fellow. He would do anything for money. Something was really fishy.

"Oh, God... What will I answer to Ishan now?" The inspector punched the table with frustration.

The PC was confused. Ishan? Why did the inspector answer Ishan about the Khushi? She tried to connect the dots.

She saved the girl from Ishan's brother. He was missing now. Maybe, they wanted to know about the girl on whom his brother tried to throw the acid. But the inspector's next stance made her horrified.

"What will I do now? Ishan will throw the acid on me instead of the girl"

"But why sir?" She asked the inspector.

"She had wounded his brother in the process of saving the girl. Will Ishan leave her easily?"

The women PC felt bad for Khushi. She knew Khushi had no one for herself. She was already searching for her sister. Now, this Ishan... If Ishan got her, he would demolish her completely. He was a ruthless man no one can imagine. She slowly moved to the record room. Approximately calculating the date Khushi filled the complaint, she searched the complaint, looking here and there cautiously. She found the complaint with FIR. Talking it from the file, she came out silently.

At the same time, Ishan entered the station with his men.

"Where is she? Let me show her who am I... I want her to know what will happen to the person who thinks of wounding my brother. Where the hell is she? I will get satisfied by peeling her skin alive" He barged.

"Sir, she was here only..."

"WAS? What does that mean? Where is she now?" He clutched the inspector's collar.

"She was here only sir... She comes here every day regarding her sister's missing case" the inspector said choking.

"I can't wait until she comes here... I need her address... now" Ishan shrieked.

"Sure sir... We have her complaint. She would have written all the details in the complaint" The inspector said.

"Then bring it"

The woman PC gulped down.

"Bring the FIR" the inspector ordered the head constable.

He ran to the record room to bring the FIR of Payal's case.

"Please, take your seat, sir" the inspector put a chair for him.

Ishan didn't sit but stood leaning his back on the table.

The head constable who went in the search of Khushi's complaint came with empty hands.

"Where is the FIR?" the inspector asked.

"It's not there, sir"

Before the inspector said anything,

"Not there means what?" Ishan shouted.

"Sir, you don't have to get angry... I'm here in your service sir" the inspector said shamelessly as if Ishan was the one who was paying him.

"I don't know what will you do... I want her"

"Sir, trust me. She comes here every day to annoy us"

"Annoy?"

"Yes, sir, her sister is missing. She said her sister had a relationship with ASR"

"What? With ASR?" Ishan blinked his eyes in shock.

"She is mad sir..."

"Nooo... I mean, bring her to me" he removed a bunch of five hundred notes. Taking the inspector's hand, he kept the bundle.

"You will get more if you help me to get her"

"Sure sir... You don't have to come here, I myself will bring her to your place"

Ishan nodded ok and left.

The woman PC huffed in relief. She wanted to do something to Khushi whenever she came to the police station and pleaded with the inspector for her sister. But the PC could not do anything in her sister's matter. She was satisfied at least she could save her now.

The inspector barged like a mad dog.

"How the FIR could miss from my station? People will spit on my face... I want that in an hour... Or else, I will kill all of you" he shouted.

Constables, head constables, SI, and everyone started searching for the FIR. The woman PC also pretended like searching.

She wanted to warn Khushi. Her phone number would be there in her complaint. She knew that. But she could not call her from the police station. She could do that only after her duty got over. She waited.

Khushi came to her friend's place. Her friend smiled at her.

"What happened Khushi? Did they respond to you?" Her friend Hrithik asked.

She nodded no.

"I don't know why officials are so careless..." She sighed.

"Our system is like that"

"Did you come Khushi?" Hrithik's mother, Durga came there.

"Just now aunty."

"Did you get anything about Payal?"

"No aunty... They are not even ready to listen to me" Khushi said irritatingly.

"Don't get tensed..."

"How could I be? My sister is missing. I don't even know what happened to her. Don't know where is she..."

Durga and Hrithik spared a glance.

"I don't know when will I meet my sister"

"That's why I asked you to take Hrithik with you but you are not listening to me"

"I don't want Hrithik to involve in this, aunty" she went inside.

Hrithik was Khushi's college mate. They studied Criminology in Jaipur. When Khushi came to Mumbai searching for Payal, Hrithik's family gave her shelter. She came to Mumbai last month and staying at Hrithik's place.

.........

Arnav was looking at NK who was on call.

"Nannav, the guy who was with the acid bottle is none other than Ishan's brother," says NK.

Arnav shanks his eyes.

"They won't leave the girl... They will find her and..." NK stopped without completing the sentence.

Arnav tightened his jaws. He recalled how she kicked Nishan and helped the girl.

"Before Ishan finds her, we should find her. Bring her to our place safely." Arnav said.

"But we know nothing about her, Nannav..."

"MB 04, 1213... That's her bike number" Arnav said.

No wonder, he was Arnav Singh Raizada... don't know how and when he memorized her bike number when everyone was admiring the girl. NK dialed someone, thinking about it.

"I have sent you a bike number. I want the address... Immediately" he disconnected the call.

At the same time, the woman PC called Khushi.

"Who is this?"

"Constable Sita... We had tea together in front of the police station today... Remember?"

Khushi's face brightened. She thought the PC called her to convey something about Payal.

"Of course... did you get any information about my sister?" she asked curiously.

"No, I called you to alert you"

"Alert?"

"Yes, you are in danger. Ishan and his men are searching for you for wounding his brother. I removed your details from your complaint file before they get it. However, they will find you for sure. Just leave Mumbai. Or else, they will surely kill you"

"Kill me? What do they think of me?"

Cutting her,

"They won't think of anyone... they will kill first and then think... I'm telling you this for your betterment. Save your life and leave Mumbai... they won't leave you easily..."

"I won't care about dying"

"But, before that, they will show you hell... there are many MEN in their gang... they will tear you into pieces... do you understand what I say?"

Khushi gulped down.

"Don't use your bike here after. Stop riding it... change your identity. I have torn your complaint. I will call you if I want to convey anything. Bye," she disconnected the call.

Khushi became thoughtful. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to discuss it with Hrithik and Durga.

At the same time, NK received a message that carried Khushi's address.

To be continued...