Who mentioned me?

Her name is Dakshita Kulkarni and she one of the best journalist's here"

A wise looking middle aged man with a suit and spectacles was introducing a young women.

That young woman had black hair.

She wore a simple salwar kameez and a scarf around her neck.

She smiled at the investors of the newspaper who gave her a polite smile before talking to the wise looking middle aged man.

One of investors said

"Mr Jigar Mistry she is indeed a very talented journalist with how much attention she is able to get to our newspaper. Indeed we made a profit because more people are buying our newspaper. However I am not so sure about her choice of topics to cover. While getting the attention of readers is good, getting the attending of 'those Dons' of the city is not very good for the newspaper. You no what I mean right?"

Mr Jigar nodded his head seriously and said

"Of course we understand I'll make sure she covers a different topic next time"

Darkshita heard what her boss was saying and wanted to protest whoever a boss silenced her with a 'we will talk about this later' look.

The conversation between the investors and her Boss continued for sometime while Dakshita stood silently.

Eventuality the investors and her boss finally parted

"Looks like all is well! We just wanted to address to our worries to you. Don't take it to heart Mr Jigar"

"Of course not your feeds back is most welcome sir! Hope you have a good day"

Once the investors left Jigar motioned to Dakshita with his chin toward his office.

They both walked towards his office and entered. The moment the door to his office closed the perfect smile etched on Mr Jigar's face collapsed, he began rubbing his forehead with his hand and groaned.

Dakshita who saw her boss so tired flinched.

Mr Jigar pointed to his seat and said

"Sit it's time we both had a nice long conversation as god daughter and godfather"

Yes in fact her boss was also her 'godfather'

Dakshita sat on the visitors seat and her boss sat on the opposite.

He said

"Dakshita I am telling you this as your god father stop investigating those criminals, I don't care about whether they pay attention to our newspaper or not. I am concerned about your safety"

Dakshita straightened her back and said a bit proudly

"No sir! As a journalist it's my duty to find out the truth regardless of the danger"

Mr Jigar such looked at her with a ' are you serious' face with raised eyebrows. He signed and layed back on his chair. He rubbed his temples before saying

"Is this related to your father's incident?"

Dakshita flinched again, she tried to control her facial expressions but she could not keep her poker face.

Her boss who caught her read handed slammed his hands lightly on the table and said

"I told you not to get involved in that matter! If you end up getting hurt or worse killed how will face you mother?!"

Dakshita retorted

"He is my father! I am already involved, I have to get his killers to justice no matter what!. Please sir give just some more time"

He looked at her boss no god father with fierce eyes

Her godfather was silent for a while before he took of his glasses and took out a piece of cloth and began rubbing them with a cloth.

He said

"Before he died in my arms in the court your father made me promise to take care of you and your mother and make sure nor harm came to you both"

Dakshita frowned it was her life her father could not stop however she refrained from saying anything.

Mr Jigar looked at Dakshita with concerned eyes of a father and said

"Okay, it's fine I'll let you continue investigating however on the condition you tell me everything you are planning to do during your investigation. You are not doing anything dangerous without my approval. And the moment your in danger I am pulling you out of this investigation for good do you hear me?"

Dakshita flinched at her godfathers strict terms but nodded her head nonetheless. She needed to find and deal either her father's killer in the end of the day no matter. Otherwise no she would never be at peace.

Jigar then asked

"You said you had gotten hold of an informant from the D-company gang? Can you tell me who it is?"

Dakshita nodded her head and showed a photo

The man in the photo had mean eyes and was was smiling while swirling his curly moustache with his right hand and holding a pistol in his left.

Dakshita said

" I have done my research on him his name is Chaitaneya Deshpande, he was forced to join the gang after be was unable to pay back their loan sharks"

Mr Jigar raised his eyebrows

"How did you convince him to give your information?"

"I helped him pay an amount of his debt in return for valuable for information of the D- Company gang"

Mr Jigar put his hand together and rested his chin and looked focused

"Okay tell more about your plans"

"Yes sir!"

Dakshita and Jigar continued their conversation about their future plan of action

****

Meanwhile else where

"Achhoooo!!"

Aryan let out a large sneeze

He rubbed his nose

'Did someone mention me somewhere?'

Osho came to him with a handkerchief

"Boss! God bless you! Here is a handkerchief to wipe your nose"

Aryan smiled and declined

"No need how far away from rendezvous point?"

Osho replied by pointing across the street at an dilated bungalow

"It's in that abandoned house across the street"

Aryan nodded

"Okay let's meet up with them quickly then"

"Yes boss"

Aryan and Osho crossed the road making their way towards the rendezvous point.