Chapter 155 - 154 Don't test me, Dharsh. You won't even have the time to regret it.

Only a few minutes could have passed since Zack had breached the barn but because of the tense atmosphere, it almost felt as if hours had gone by.

Shreya sat on the chair and gestured Nakul to bring Dharsh to the chair in front of her. Nakul took handcuffs to secure Dharsh's hands.

"Don't bother. He knows he can't escape. He is smart. He won't make trouble… And give him a kerchief to wrap his hands." Shreya interrupted. Nakul kept back the handcuffs and Dharsh came and sat back on the chair by himself. When Nakul handed him a kerchief, he carefully wrapped them around his wounds. Shreya had killer aim but the cut was not deep. If the knife was a little bigger or had a handle, the weight would have helped the throw. But without them, the knife just scrapped him but it was enough to drop his gun.

"Except for Nakul, Ayush, and Zack… rest of you… clear the room. Take everyone with you and secure them in the forest. Hank, take Charan back…" Shreya rained orders in succession.

"I am not leaving you again!!" Charan said stubbornly.

Everyone in the room paused for a second and looked at Shreya nervously. Shreya was emitting such dark aura that none of them even dared to breathe loudly. So they were slightly scared for Charan.

But Shreya did not bother to argue this time. She just said, "Suit yourself," in the same cold voice.

"Ayush, ask someone to take that idiot to a hospital before he bleeds to death!!" Shreya said nonchalantly and rested her eyes and ears tuning everything out.

Everyone got to work as quietly as they could but they were really swift out of fear.

Charan let out a sigh seeing her own bleeding hands. He then approached one of the bodyguards and asked them to bring a first aid kit. A few minutes later, the guy came back with it and handed it to Charan.

Charan went and sat kneeling on the floor in front of Shreya. He took the phone out of her hands. The white casing of the phone was now red with her blood.

Shreya slightly jerked her hands but not even a hiss escaped her lips. Charan carefully unwrapped the kerchief off of her wound. The cut was deep and was now covered with dried blood.

"You need to go to a hospital Shreya…" Charan said as softly as he possibly could. But Shreya did not even bother to open her eyes and look at him. But she did not take her hands out of his either.

Resigned, Charan cleaning up her wound with disinfectants and put some ointment and wrapped it up with a bandage. The bleeding hadn't stopped yet. So the bandage turned red slowly. But since he wrapped it so tightly, he knew the bleeding will stop in no time. Advantages of having a doctor as your elder sister.

The tense atmosphere continued to point it felt suffocating. Nakul stood guard beside Dharsh while Ayush and Zack stood beside Shreya. Charan stood away from them leaning in the wall.

A phone rang, at last, breaking the insufferable silence of the room.

Shreya picked up the bloodied phone and kept it at her ears. It was Pritham.

"Shreya, other information might take time. But I found something interesting in my search. There is an adoption record for his sister…"

Dharsh did not hear everything but he did hear the word 'sister' and he immediately got tensed and looked at Shreya with wide eyes. Suddenly looking at her, he felt scared… something he hadn't felt in a very long time.

"Dig deeper. And track the parents and send someone over… You have 15 minutes…" Shreya replied and hung up.

"What are you trying to do??" Dharsh asked agitated.

"You will see in a while…" Shreya said to him and went back to resting her eyes.

Another 20 minutes of agonizing silence after, Pritham called back.

"You're late!!" Shreya said making Pritham shed pitiful tears. After all, this was the middle of the freaking night and he was pulled out of sleep to work and yet he was still scolded for being 5 minutes late. But then he couldn't voice the injustice with the way Shreya was. So he apologized very obediently and started reporting.

"She has a medical condition. I sent you the reports and also the link for a live feed from our guy inside the house. He is in this line too. So you can talk to him straight."

"Come in Zack's line…" She said instead and hung up the phone.

Zack quietly passed her his Bluetooth. She plugged in but stayed quiet going through the report.

"Hey, Dharsh… Guess who hit the jackpot this time!!" Shreya asked with a smile that looked sweet but still gave out an evil aura making Dharsh anxious. Even he couldn't find the location of his sister after years of searching so he was confident Shreya won't be able to find her… that too in an hour. But still looking into her eyes, he could help but feel uneasy.

But Pritham was smart enough to not look for her but for her parents since it was very unlikely she would have come out with her conditions.

After an agonizingly long pause, she started reading it out to Dharsh, "Ishika Aggarwal, now Ishika Patel… Age: 16. Suffers from Asperger's syndrome. A prodigy in piano… Do you want me to continue??"

"Don't touch her, Shreya. I am warning you!!" Dharsh seethed venomously.

"What was it that you just said to me a while ago… When someone tells me not to do something… I end up wanting to do it more… And as you said… we are the same breed…" Shreya replied casually faking a thinking face to spite him.

Dharsh tried to calm himself down but it was hard. Then he thought of how she sent Vicky to the hospital. He gained slight confidence as he said, "You wouldn't hurt her. You wouldn't hurt a fly. Let alone someone completely naïve and innocent as her…"

"Yea?? The goody-two-shoes you described was until you pressed a gun to the head of the person I love in front of my own eyes… Now I would go to any damn extent to protect my own. So don't test me Dharsh. You won't even have the time to regret it…" Shreya said looking straight at him. Her body and eyes emitted so much darkness that Dharsh couldn't be sure if she was being serious or if she was bluffing.

Just when he was hesitating, Shreya opened and showed him the live feed and casually said as if she was narrating a drama, "You want to see how an Asperger's patient reacts when a stranger barges into her bedroom and wakes her up out of routine??" And the person on the live feed moved closer to his sister slowly.

Dharsh did not care anymore. It did not matter if she was bluffing or being serious. He surrenders, "I will talk… I promise. I will tell you anything... Please, Shreya… I will co-operate. Leave her alone. You can ask me anything…"