At Last

The phone rang. She picked up the call and said," Sorry, I am not coming. I have some urgent work to do."

" You are lying Sephali." Her boss spoke to her.

"If you feel so sir! so be it."

After the call, she quickly dressed up in a starched cotton saree, teamed up with a matching blouse, nibbled her sandwich and tried booking a vehicle.  

She didn't know that taxi drivers were on strike and public conveyances were off the road . She was disheartened but did not give up hope. She locked her house and stood near the road, hoping she would get a lift till her destination. The matter was important . She has been thinking of doing it, but could not muster up courage so far.

Soon, there was a two wheeler in sight. A delivery boy rode a motorcycle. She asked for a lift. He agreed. However, the boy was caught by surprise, when she got down near the police station. 

With a thankful smile and grateful eyes she got down and proceeded to do the job.

An hour later, she typed a message, ' You are finished Pradeep. No more can you lure innocent gals like me into your trap. I have evidence with me regarding the gruesome acts of yours and your accomplices in your so called offices. The teeming brothels ...I call them... hidden from the public eye. No more you will be able to hoodwink " . and sent it to the office mailbox.

Immediately, she got a reply from Pradeep " Don't even dare to call me by name or report matters known to you. You know, how vicious my ways can be !The consequences too will be horrific. This is just a caution ." 

Looking at the reply, Shefali had a hearty laugh. By then, she had already registered her complaint.

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