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He thought that he has hired a monster; barely did he know that he was a human being working in the wrong line.
He was the pet of a minister, immersed deeply in human trafficking. He worked as his darling dog. Then a dumb police officer got on his heels and tried to expose him.
The cop won initially, he landed in jail and his master received a shock of lifetime. But, lucky for him his master did not needed actual votes to win elections, his boys controlled his polling booth, and his master just like all his brothers in cabinet was a despot. So in place of rotting in jail he was siphoned out of the country to a “safe” country.
These two countries were “brothers” in terms of “idealism” and often swapped criminals they had to relocate.
So he settled there and started to plan his revenge. He knew that the “dumb” cop loved a girl, but did not express it because he was married. The girl did not know about his existence in her life. The cop stumbled upon her when he was chasing him.
She was the daughter of the owner of the house pooch was using at that time for his dirty scams, of course without their permission or knowledge. Who needs permission of dumb landlords if your master is a minister?
Once settled in the new country he started his business from there, once the racket was established again he decided it was time to settle score.
If you can’t hit your enemy, hit his loved ones; that was his idea of revenge.
So he started a whine story, he convinced a large number of his “friends” in India that he loved that girl and the cop was the villain. Once he knew that he loved her he “imprisoned” her and is keeping her under his surveillance to catch him.
That is a common practice of cops so he was able to convince them easily.
Then, by using their murky power he made her life a living hell, because in reality she was just a normal girl of a normal family without high and mighty protectors; then on his instructions his father showed up as the “savior” to her family, he said that the only way the girl will be safe was staying under his supervision.
Who can mess with a minister’s (despot’s) dog?
So they had to give in, and she was shifted to a prison aka his hidden den to rot away; that was not enough for him; he made his father inject her with a HIV positive injection when she got scratched by a rusted iron knife trying to stop a violent argument that broke in their home; the compounder that gave her the anti-tetanus was of course one of his boys.
The compounder was dead within a week so the secret died with him; the only living persons that knew that were his family and he.
In his next step he convinced his “friends” with help of his father that the girl was of easy virtue, and when a cop cornered her, she betrayed him to the cop and as a result his business procured a huge loss and his father had to abscond.
To prove that he sent a girl from his workplace to his father, the duo trained the girl very well to play the part of the actual girl, as no one was much aware of the presence of the actual girl who was a shy, introvert, extremely ordinary girl. Quite eager to hide these days because of the ugliness poured down upon her openly, placing a decoy was quite easy.
All the fake one had to do was use a house near her place, and his father had to convince the world that she was her. Then she relocated to a faraway place with a lucrative job. Started to live a fairytale life there, he invited her to his new home sometimes because it was impossible for him to visit his own country.
Then in the next step the girl “accidentally” blew her cover to a cop and got caught by him. She was a true beauty and an amazing actor; she won his sympathy by her sob story.
She gave him the address of a fake den set up for just this purpose, that den was blown and his father played the role of absconder.
Then someone killed the girl, in reality the girl vanished without trace, that is, she went back to her native place.
Whereas the actual girl, now dead in the eyes of the world stayed in the house where she was, out of job, slowly inching towards inevitable death.
As for “his lover” he washed his hands off her, that death was of course the result of her easy life, and he was free to celebrate her death because he hated her with all his heart now, after all it was she who sealed his and his family’s doom in return of his “true” love.
His plan partially backfired when his master died, the ruling party of his master lost the next election and worst of all one of his “friends” got the whiff of his actual game. He made his own investigations in stealth and one day showed up at his new home, on pretext of visiting.
He was a drug addict. That night they celebrated the “death” of the “Traitor Delilah”
They had a rough party, in the morning his friend returned to India; he received a mail from his ex friend a week later.
“I have injected you with the same poison which you conned me into helping you to inject in the body of an innocent person.”
“I may be a murderer but I don’t help monsters to satiate their twisted vengeance through me.”
“Now I will be seeing your family members one by one. Let’s see how many you can save.”
