Eye On You by Kanchana Banerjee

Author:Kanchana Banerjee [Banerjee, Kanchana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12.

He was at the tower lobby to do a Swiggy delivery when Arjun walked out with the cops, cursing loudly and threatening dire consequences. No one paid any attention to him. Everyone – the lobby manager, the guards, some housekeeping staff – their eyes were on Arjun as he walked out and got into the police jeep. He was in disguise again wearing a faded, dull grey jacket, wavy hair that needed a cut, five-day-old stubble and a pair of glasses on his nose; no one paid him any attention.

The previous afternoon had been easy too. It hadn’t taken him long to understand that while security guards dotted the complex and CCTVs were stationed everywhere; there were blind spots. One didn’t need to enter from the main gate. There were hedges one could easily slink in through. He had worn a turban like a Sardar and a leather jacket. A cheap, faux leather and glossy one; he had purchased it from Lajpat Nagar. He had learnt another thing. In Gurgaon, if you were decently dressed and stared into your mobile purposefully looking busy and important; security guards didn’t stop to question.

He walked in through the basement car park and took the service entry to the staircase. Walking up 21 floors was tough but not impossible. He had been training himself to do it for a month. Walking up and down 21 floors. He carried a large plastic bag in it was the cardboard box to be delivered. His backpack carried the other essentials.

He stopped on 15th floor, no one took the elevators. It was there only for emergency evacuation. The housekeeping staff used the service elevators so no one would see him as he removed the turban and the jacket. He put them inside the bag, wore the large brown jacket, pulled the beanie on his head. It had curly hair stuck well and tight on the rim. He then proceeded to stick the moustache and thick beard. The glasses and muffler went last. He also put on gloves. It was a cold and damp day after all. Then he slipped the straps of the black anti-pollution mask.

After all, one had to protect oneself from toxic air. Even when one was on his way to plant incriminating evidence against the cocky and dashing Arjun.

It had been easier than he had imagined. Mukesh was very gullible; falling for the I-am-feeling-weak act and offered to make chai. That gave him enough time to dash into the bedroom and hide the bra. He hadn’t wanted to give it away. It reminded him of the night…the night…which he played over in his mind again and again. But it needed to be done.

She needs to feel alone. To lose trust and faith. The instructions were very clear.

He left the flat while Mukesh was still in the kitchen, took the stairs again and stopped on the 15th floor where his backpack sat obediently tucked behind few pipes. He peeled off the beanie, moustache, beard, the brown jacket and wore the turban which had the heavy beard attached to it.

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