PAINFUL SOBS

Taking the stairways, Ajay has summoned a squadron of guards to get the cars ready. As usual, he doesn't go anywhere without his goons, but that is none of my fusses right now. I need to alert the girls and Deep too.

As we pass by the rooms, I draw from the crowd of goons escorting us little by little while Ajay is on the call trying to call I don't know who.

By sheer chance, and without spurring any alarm, I manage to skim inside my old room as they make their way forward.

There is no time to sigh or even thank God for this, but I manage to murmur another short prayer to God as I find the switch and flicker the lights on, rushing to the drawer where I normally hide the gadget.

Finding it, I reach to the upper drawer, meeting with my two babies - the guns. I grab them, and tuck them under my jeans. I scour for some long trench coat and slid it on top, buttoning it all the way up.

I swipe my phone, making a call, and crossing my fingers in the hope that he is sti