"Brother Abir, why have you told the real identity?" asked Ramzan and Rizvi.

"Everyone does not know that except Yaman sir, Kader, Father, Ruma and Rubina-" said Abir (Rowdy).

Ruma's presence interrupted the two young men's gossip. Ramzan and Rizvi went away. Ruma came near Abir and wept. Then she hugged him.

"Abir, my child you have grown up into a great officer! But why have you left us? We are all alone and without you we are soulless" asked Ruma.

"I think it is the time to share what happened after the events, miss. I may say I missed you so much and I always talked about you" said Abir.

"Let me share the story to you:

After the accident, I went to the hospital taken by Yaman sir. The doctors operated my forehead which was bleeding. When I got conscious, I met Yaman sir. I said "when I was kidnapped, I saw one of the kidnappers talking in the walk-talk phone, they are mentioning some Kader Hussain but I also heard from Builder and his wife about him. I was quite worried if the kidnapper kills me. That's why I faked death".

Yaman sir said "You have done the right thing son and you are going to a Boarding School in Darjeeling but you will be all right".

Few days later, I went to Darjeeling. It was quite beautiful but at the same time I missed some special people of my life. During boarding school, I became popular in High School and joined Karate club. I became a champion in martial arts. I met a boy named Rizvi and it was a pleasure that he was a good soul. After I finished my O levels, Rizvi and I joined the army force when I shifted to Chittagong. I was quickly promoted to a Lt. Major as they claimed that I was good in humanity. Then they selected me to be an Army Intelligence in Anti-Terrorism Squad. One day, Yaman sir called me on my mobile. He said "Your grandfather's last wish is to be a CBI Officer and his will was also given to you. It is the hotel which is now taken by your father. You also became a brother as well".

I was happy that I became a brother. One day, a new commissioner arrived in Chittagong. In the first day he called me from his cabin. He was wearing a full-sleeved army dress. He had grey hair and wearing spectacles. When I sat there, he introduced himself as Col. Ali Ghazi; he said "my daughter was a teacher in Shah Academic School. When one of her students died, she became mentally disabled. Then I sent her abroad".

I was surprised to hear the news. I told him that I was the same student. I also told him about the events that what really happened. Then he realized the fact that what circumstances I went to. He said "sorry for that. I never really knew that people never understood you but I understand". My father visited me in the army camp very secretly and showed the cutest video of my brother. I told him that he should be safe. I saw him getting tensed all day and night. When I asked him he answered nothing.

Then I practiced martial arts day by day and diffusing bombs all day and night. Then I studied about the chloroform gases, the strange odor that you and Rubinasmelled. After that you get unconscious for one hour. I was totally shocked that it was also used while I was kidnapped. I continued my training for three months.

I became linked with an American Software company where I met Mr. Smith. He told me the updates about the gadgets. I also met Shohag. What a playboy he was! That's why he made me a special guest during the French food Festival. Furthermore, Shohag was not really a playboy but a show off just like the other billionaires. After I met those people in Chittagong, my good fate came right in a moment.