Atishay {अतिशय} ( Extreme) : An Unknown Tale (Complete)

Chapter 11

With that words arnav left khushi's wrist which he has catched when she was running from him.. and she ran from there with scared face a sweat dripping from her forehead. While running time to time she was turning backwards to see if he is following her but no he was standing there with sweet smirk on his face... When she turned he winked on her and her eyes went wide and she faster her pace of running

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Next Day

Arnav and aman were standing on the backside of the Tihar Jail wearing black jeans and T-shirt upon that they had black leather jacket upon it with rope on arnav shoulder and were sharing a cigrate . The walls are really high and its risky for them to go in. They were waiting here on their bike for the sign from their man to inform that camera has been off and it's safe to went in. Arnav pass the cigrate to aman when he asked

"Are we seriously going to take the risk for that filthy man. You know we can trick this mission too"

Aman took cigrate from his hand and started to smoke. When he heard him saying

"I wish we could have that power aman. But more than hating him I have huge loyalty to Zafar bhai. For him I am doing this otherwise I would been the first man to destroy that Shyam Jha I didn't forget that insult he threw at me on that night when we all were celebrating the deal win to our competitors gang and when Zafar bhai praised me he didn't stand on that and insult me saying I am just their slave and live on their mercy.. Zafar bhai the one who stand for me that time. But it's okay I will get other chances. And I promise aman that time no one will be able to save him. "

Aman put his hand on his shoulder and passed him the remaining burning cigrate and that's when they saw their man threw a green cloth from the terrace of the jail to show them the path is clear. Arnav threw the cigrate and blow out it by his feet.

"Let's go aman" they reach the wall and then with the help of arrow they threw the rope on the top of the terrace. Their man hurridly tied that rope somewhere so that they can climb up without any inconveniences. One by one they climbed up. And when they reached the man said

"All the camera's are off and yes I have mixed some alcohol in the food of all the constable and the prisoners. So they would be in dizziness. But let me tell you it will be affective for only 1 and half an hour or for max 2 hours. So what ever you all have to do, do it in this time period. It's 1:15 so you guys have time till 2:30 max and yes don't leave your any equipment here by mistake got it."

"But tomorrow everybody will get to know the file has been stolen and this alcohol matter will be come out and the checking will be done. They will find alcohol in every body but not in you so don't they will get doubt on you" aman asked as the matter of fact

"Naa... Because now from here I will not have any responsibility of yours. My only job was to let you guys in and to damage the camera's. Now I am gonna take that alcohol so that tomorrow when they will do checking mine report also come as same as them. Now move don't waste your time"  with saying this he was gone from there. Arnav and aman gave themselves amusement look to each other and arnav with smirk said

"Smart man" and aman replied

"Indeed he is" and with shrugging head the started to implement their plan.

It was not so hard for them to reach the locker room for them as they have already work in the map. Their man had made it more easy by offing the camera's and by mixing alcohol in their food. The main task would be to open the locker because it is the modern lock with keypad password. And it would be difficult for them to open it. By sneaking from others eyes they have reached the tunnel which took them to the locker room where the file has been kept. They reached the locker room and man that was huge room with so many lockers. They were just spell bounded seeing that. Aman was not able to handle his frustration, it was high seeing the big lockers in front of them