Author's POV:

(Nearby Oshiwara, Mumbai)

The young man used the spare keys to open the flat door. He knew that the apartment was empty. They had been out for a party but hadn't forgotten to inform him.

Two days ago, God had given him an envelope and had ordered him to teach the lady officer a lesson. It was now time for him to execute his plan. It was time for him to put his plan into action.

This was the first step. Just a few minutes ago he had received the message to begin his work. His god had told him to be extra careful as he didn't want anything to go wrong now. He was done with playing slowly. He wanted to pace up the plan. His God had warned him to be especially cautious since he didn't want anything to go wrong today. He'd had enough of playing around. He sought to expedite the strategy.

His phone rang abruptly, making him jump in surprise. He answered it and gently told the caller that he was in the middle of crucial work and would call back when he got home.

After leaving his backpack on the tea table, he rested on the new luxurious sofa in the living room. He leaned back and closed his eyes, trying to remember everything that had transpired in the previous two days.

Daisy Sebastian and Linda Paul were the best of friends. They had grown up together and had formed an unbreakable friendship. Five years ago, when both got tired of their corporate jobs, they decided to tour the world. They began with Asia and had visited Japan, Korea, Thailand, China before landing in the land of diverse cultures and languages, India.

They arrived in Mumbai, where everyone was too preoccupied with their own problems to be concerned about someone else's. They were walking around, gawking at their new surroundings when they came across a lovely face who saved their bag from being stolen.

He was young and charming with a cute dimple on the left cheek. Both had an instant rush of feelings towards the handsome specimen in front of them. Since they had shared everything they had since childhood, they decided to share him as well. They befriended him and asked to help in getting a rented apartment in a cheap area in Mumbai which he found in a day itself. It was a cute, fully furnished one-bedroom-hall-kitchen in an MHADA building in nearby Oshiwara.

The young man worked his charm on the landlord who allowed them to take possession from that very day onwards even though the paperwork would be done over the next couple of days. That night as they sank into the cosy mattress on the large double bed, they discussed how lucky they had been to come across a good man like him.

From the next day, both the girls were fairly settled and were on their way to truly embrace Mumbai's way of life and the young man became their guide as he took them out to see the great city. According to their plan, they were going to stay in Mumbai for a month and explore all the nearby places at that time.

But they were not here for sightseeing, they wanted to have some fun too. Explore the men of India and see what specialities they had. Whenever they thought about this, only one person's face came into their mind, the cute dimple guy.

After measuring all pros and cons they finally asked him whether he would like to join them for a threesome. He was reluctant in the beginning but eventually agreed.

"Those whores showed me their colors in just two days," the young man muttered to himself disgustingly. He was waiting for them to return so that he could show them the real fun.

He had heard the door being opened and he had gotten up from his seat as he'd seen the ladies coming in a drunken state. Both of them had given him a seductive look and had walked towards him on their wobbling legs. As Daisy had been the first one to reach him, she opened her arms to wrap around him, but her arms had never reached him. He'd whipped out a large shiny knife and slashed Daisy's throat.

Daisy had fallen on the bed, gurgling blood onto the sheets. Linda had stood in shock- not knowing how to react. But it hadn't been for long because the young man's knife found its way to her throat-slashing across it, cutting her vocal cords and windpipe in one smooth swipe. Both the girls had taken their last breaths together as the young man had stood watching them coughing up and bleeding out the last bits of their lives. He was enjoying the scene with a psychotic smile.

He had exhaled and let out a deep groan when he saw both of them had well and truly gone. The young man had quickly hacked at their necks and laid out the headless bodies next to each other on the bed. He'd gone into the kitchen. A few seconds later, he was back with a large plastic bag that had come carrying a food parcel from a Chinese restaurant close by. The young man had quickly deposited both their heads in the plastic bag and had kept them securely in his backpack.

While leaving the flat, he'd taken out a large screwdriver that had been tucked away in his socks. He had inserted the screwdriver into the door lock and jiggled it hard, making sure that he left scratch marks inside the lock and on the metal plate surrounding the keyhole too. Then he quietly pulled the door shut. From the outside, the door had looked undisturbed, and only a keen eye would be able to spot the tiny scratches on the lock.

The young man had tiptoed down the stairs, reached the ground floor, and peeped into the watchman's cabin. By now, the watchman had settled back into his chair and was snoring soundly. The young man had quietly walked to a dark corner of the building and in just two quick movements scaled the wall to the other side.

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Third person's POV:

I felt bliss as I heard my most loyal disciple inform me about the latest progress in our plan. Nobody could now free the haughty lass from my clutches. My big day was going to be tomorrow. The day I would see Priya Mehra IPS' demise.

She'd feel the same way I did four years ago when she ruined everything. We had worked hard to build the empire, and she simply shattered it. We warned her, but she didn't listen, and even after she lost her "family," she didn't learn her lesson. I'd returned for vengeance- pure cold-blooded vengeance, and I was going to have it no matter what. Enough of this cat-and-mouse game. It was time for the final step.

"Few more hours, sweetie. Then I am going to crush your world," I promised solemnly.

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