Fraudster (2014) by RV Raman

Author:RV Raman [Raman, RV]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hachette India
Published: 2014-07-25T00:00:00+00:00

It was only when Varsha woke up the next day that she fully experienced the sense of being in danger. Personal physical danger!

Investigating the hacking and Subbu’s death had been an intellectual exercise until the previous day. True, she had been emotionally invested because of her closeness to Subbu, but she had never thought she would be in danger. That had changed last night. She may well be the next target now.

There was nobody she could fully trust, and she felt alone. She suddenly longed for her father. She considered calling him, but it was almost the middle of the night there. She thought of her friends, but Manish, though involved from the beginning, seemed inconsequential and lacklustre. She had no doubt he would willingly help her if she asked him, but he could not help her find a way out of her predicament. But there was Kunal.

Varsha’s friendship with him had begun by chance. A day after Manish had introduced him at his birthday, she had run into him in Navi Mumbai. On one of Navi Mumbai’s broad new roads that drivers treated as an autobahn, a Mitsubishi Pajero had scratched her car as it recklessly overtook her. To add insult to injury, the owner of the Pajero – a porcine, foul-mouthed man wearing thick gold chains around his neck and wrist – had begun abusing her and demanded that she pay for the damage to his SUV.

The man was wagging his pudgy, ring-laden finger at her when a Skoda Yeti had stopped on the deserted road. Without a word, Kunal had stepped between the man and Varsha, and matched the Pajero owner’s aggression with stony silence. He physically pushed him to the edge of the road and took away the vehicle’s keys from the apoplectic man. Out of her earshot, Kunal had said something that quickly killed the man’s belligerence. And when Kunal made him speak to someone on his phone, the man’s attitude underwent a complete reversal. From demanding that Varsha pay, he fell to quietly giving her seven thousand rupees for repairing her car and left. As the Pajero departed, Kunal waved to Varsha and drove off.

He had not spoken of the incident again, other than to accept Varsha’s thanks when they met next. As they became friends, she learnt that he was the second son of a wealthy automobile parts manufacturer in Delhi, but seldom talked about himself. For some reason that she never understood, he had not joined his family business, and had instead opted to visit Delhi as required for board and shareholder meetings of his family’s businesses.

Her thoughts returned to the present. There was no doubt that Kunal was sharp – the events at CBS had highlighted it. If anyone, he could help her find a way. But could she trust him? She had known him only for a few months, and there was something silent and furtive about him that she could not quite fathom. Despite her doubts, she felt herself warming up to him.

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