Death : Mystery Unsolved

“ No objection.” K was the first to reply back. And lucky for Trevor, that he didn’t just faint out of anger at the spot. Damn this shrew.

After seeing her having no objection with the arrangement. Everyone replied too.

They all couldn’t decipher why Chief Thakur has ‘no objection’ in this matter. After all, she is his goddaughter. Then.

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But, chief Thakur was the only experienced person among them. The person who had seen her work and acted. The person, who knows, how her mind and body work.

The person, who knows how much she hates wasting time sitting in the same table and chair, while doing nothing. But just listening to useless information.

After all, everytime, whenever she is involved in any case or mission. She never relies on anyone or any outside information or source of information.

She always finds her own source of information. She always gets her own information, regarding the mission and the target. What’s more, her information usually is 1000 times more accurate, precise and to the point, shocking everyone.

She will always give one or two paper reports. But that one- two paper report would carry from each to everything about this target and mission. So, he knows, he should help her gain some freedom.

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After all, her mind doesn’t work in the four walled room. She is a nature lover. Her mind works at the speed of a rocket, in the garden, playground, park, forest or any such open, full of greenery type places.

And since he wants to know about This TTO too. So, obviously he has to let her go. Otherwise, he knows, within 30 minutes, she will fall asleep at the conference table. In front of everyone.

Aiye. She always considers such types of meetings and information and the voice of people on such occasions as the best lullabies, who could make her sleep straight for 9-10 hours. Which will definitely piss the ‘already pissed to the point of spouting blood out of their mouths’, people.

Aiye. Experience. Man. Experience. He and only he carries this experience.

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Agent S saw her acting spoilt, whining and all. And all he could think about is the headache increasing in his head. Like seriously. This person can't be serious. Fine.

But at least, can’t she not worsen the situation! By this whining and all. For god sake, she is an agent. An agent. Another Sigh.

And he for the nth time, doubted her ‘being an agent’ thing.

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Back to the conference room:

Anyways, all the drama ended with a sad and bad ending. Right now, the Head Chief was sitting in his position, while K was sitting on her position.

He was glaring at her. He came up with the idea of summoning them to The UN, only so he could see her more, know her more. But see, she is doing her all, to irritate this fellow. As well as to avoid these meetings.

“ Don’t you care about this mission, at all?” He asked with a frustrated sigh. The more he tried to know her, the more he saw a new side of her.

“ If I don’t care about this mission,then who else does?” She asked back in the form of reply.

“But your body language and behaviour doesn’t show it.” He retorted back. Fine. The person, who doesn’t use to spout more than 5 words, is now giving it his all, by touching the line of sentences.

“ How did you become Head Chief?” She didn’t answer or reply, just asked another question.

“ What do you mean?” He asked through gritted teeth. Fine. If she wants to piss him. Then he has long been pissed. Alright!

“ Literal meaning.” She replied innocently. He doesn’t understand her so-called ‘literal meaning’ but replies anyway.

“ I worked under The Chief Secretariat, for 5 years. While leading all the missions, cases and tasks from the last 5 years.” He replied, not really getting how it is connected to anything anyways.

“ Oh. The Chief Secretariat. Mr.Eleven Gonsalves. He was indeed a great, wise man. Then you must have known about ‘3 week black out’ punishment?” She asked with a little sadness in her tone.

He got serious,too. Then stopped pacing in the room. Sit dignified in his seat. And then replied “ Of course , I know. The punishment of staying in the cold, dark room for the entire 21 days. No food, no water, no light, nothing. The punishment, which does not bring any survivors out of it.

Anyone, who got that punishment, died terribly. Either out of hunger, or of thirst, or of darkness. But, why are you asking about that?” He asked with little uneasiness and eeriness in his voice.

“ Well. Either fortunately or unfortunately, I was the survivor of that punishment. And just like any other patient. I got some ‘what they say again’, post traumatic phase, or side-effects, or disadvantages out of that.

So, you can expect anything and everything from me. But working as a normal human. Unfortunately, I can’t afford that. Sorry.” She replied back in a mere whisper.

The first paragraph was told by her, in a sad, resentful, despaired voice. But then, In the second paragh, she carried a sweet smile on her face. A smile, that can hide her resentment, her sadness, her fear, her state of despair, everything.

As if she didn’t just mentioned, something so painful about her past. As if she was just a normal, carefree girl, who only knows how to act spoiled, whine every single time and who just lives her life her style.

“ I am not sharing this with you, for any motive, or anything, as the matter of fact. It’s just,I hope next time, you see me slacking off, or acting like an animal, or acting like a stupid, spoilt girl. Then, you won’t judge me, or my capability as an agent.

I know what my priorities, my duties, as an agent are. And I will fulfill them, till my last breath. Sir.” She replied, with a cute, childish smile on her face. But her voice betrayed her. There was determination, sincerity and pride in her voice.

There was fire burning in her eyes. Trevor was shocked. He would have never ever imagined.. That this little girl’s true self, would be this much fierce, fearless, sincere and determined.