Chapter 153 - 152 Hank, you had one freaking job

The guy sitting on the chair let out a laugh… in that silent dark forest, his voice was like devil's beckoning.

"You are no match for her Vicky. Put your gun down!!" He commanded.

The bulky guy slowly drew the gun down and took a step back.

Shreya forwarded her bound hands and asked, "You mind!! This thing will leave a bruise and I have a date tomorrow!!"

The bulky guy's eyes flared.

"What?? you are afraid of an unarmed little girl now??" Shreya asked mockingly.

But before he could say anything a voice rang, "Untie her…" the guy in the chair commanded smirking.

The bulky guy did as said very reluctantly sulking away.

Shreya flexed her hands before sitting back on the chair crossing her legs and leaning her elbows on the chair.

"So, what is it that earned me the honor of meeting The Ms. Shreya Srivastav!!" The guy asked. He really liked the little girl in front of him. He hadn't met anyone remotely this interesting in a very long time. So he was actually savoring this moment.

"Well, I don't know your name but you are Naren's lackey. I have seen you around him and you must have been the one who got Prasanna out. And most likely Prasanna pointed fingers at me for Rakesh's sorry state. I am actually here for dirt on your boss and his partners. Do you want to help?? I am a very generous person and I appreciate talent." Shreya said leisurely as if she was having a conversation over a cup of coffee. Her posture showed such arrogance that it was hard to guess who was the hostage and who was the kidnapper between the two.

"Do you really think you can bribe me??" The guy asked smirking.

"No… it won't work on you. I would need leverage with you. Tiresome. But the little guy behind you… what did you call him?? Vicky right?? He would take it if I were just a tad bit persuasive!!" Shreya said provocatively. She was purposely riling him up so that he will slip up some information in anger.

Vicky stepped forward all over again and this time around he had a knife on hand. Her knife to be precise that they had confiscated before. The blades quickly dug into her palm and blood flooded out. Shreya waggled her hands in pain and looked pissed at last, "Shit, there goes my date!!" She grumbled irritated as blood kept dripping down.

"I am Dharsh, by the way!! Vicky, give her your kerchief!! I want her conscious…" The guy in the chair commanded. He did not even bat an eye seeing all the blood oozing out of her hands.

Shreya accepted the kerchief after giving Vicky an ugly glare.

"Nice to meet you Dharsh. I actually like your name. I would even shake hands… but then my hand is a mess since you don't know how to keep your lackey under check. So we will skip that part…" Shreya said icily wrapping the kerchief over the wound stopping the bleeding.

Vicky's vein's bulged all over again but this time around Dharsh gave him a very stern look and he stopped on his track and stood behind him quietly.

Once she was done wrapping her hands, she looked back up and asked, "So, you want to tell me why I am here??"

Shreya had not really planned on playing this game for this long. She could already guess Ayush sweating buckets waiting for her signal anxiously. But then she also knew Ayush wouldn't take things into his own hands… especially after the previous screw up.

The minute she laid eyes on Dharsh, she knew she wouldn't be able to get much information out of him even if she was to torture him to death. Unless she finds leverage which was tiresome and tedious. And he seemed to be the only guy with any valuable information in this room. So she decided to get as much information as she can when he still had the upper hand. As long as he thinks that he could pull a trigger to her head any moment he wanted, there is a chance he would actually give some information.

Dharsh eyes twitched as he said slyly without giving away much, "I thought you said I fell into your trap??"

"I mean, you guys put a lot of effort to bring me here… so I thought you guys might actually need something from me. And since I like you and I am feeling really generous, if you ask me- I might actually give it to you!!" Shreya said with a sweet smile.

"Well, aren't I a lucky guy…" Dharsh smiled back.

This push and pull game went on for a while. Vicky got really impatient. The more time passed, the risks were getting higher. He was getting scared. He was not ready to die just because Dharsh suddenly found his captive interesting and want to flirt with her.

Vicky stormed back to Shreya and pulled her by collars all over again and asked irritated, "Stop shitting around and tell us where you hid the evidence!?? If you give the location, maybe I will let you walk out of here. That too only if you beg nicely!!" He threatened, hovering over her, breathing out angry air at her face.

Shreya did not flinch but her lips twitched with a victorious smile and she turned and looked at Dharsh and said mockingly, "You brought a pig teammate, buddy… Such a pity…"

Dharsh, at last, lost his cool and pulled Vicky and shoved him against the wall.

"What the f.u.c.k do you think you are doing Vicky?? I am talking, aren't I??" He asked irritated.

"More like flirting!! Orders were to get the evidence, put a bullet to her head… not to make her comfortable and chat!!" Vicky flared back.

Dharsh really wished he could drill some sense into him. But even though he was an idiot, he was Naren's cousin… so he can't touch him no matter how much he screws up.

Dharsh drew his hand ready to punch his frustration but stopped just inches away from his face.

"You played right into her hand and you do not even realize it… braindead bastard!!" Dharsh said before throwing Vicky to the floor harshly.

"You are the one who is braindead!! Don't act like a boss here. You are just my cousin's dog!!" Vicky flared back standing up.

But before any of them could react, one of the guys came inside pushing a slightly bruised Charan to the floor and reported, "I found him poking around the woods.

Shreya's eyes widened at last. For once, her arrogance was replaced by panic, fear, and irritation.

"Hank, you had one freaking job!!" Shreya exclaimed exasperated in her head.