Veronica's odd behavior

" Why didn't you call me Veronica, you are acting so odd recently. If you have any problems you can share it with me. I assure you that I'll try my best to resolve it", I said while talking on the phone.

Even after the gun incident Veronica didn't call me even once after going back. It was really odd as she would call almost everytime even if I get a tad bit late for office.

" It... it's nothing, I'm just a bit busy because of the overburden of the work sent from above", Veronica said with some hesitation.

" I know you're trying to hide something but please talk to me, don't burden yourself with everything. A couple is for support too you know", I said on the phone, trying to calm her down slightly.

" I told you it's nothing, why don't you understand. I don't want to talk to you", saying this hurriedly she cut the call.

' Why's she acting so strange, are they calling her back', thinking this I lay back on the bed I was resting on.

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5 days later,

(Notification sound)*

I looked at the gore photo sent by Veronica of someone being impaled with uncountable knife wounds all over his body. Only his face was what I could figure out.

(Notification sound)*

Another photo of some other man with same condition arrived. Then a message also came with it.

' These were the ones who shot you that day. They didn't tell me about the background even after so much torcher and died during that', the message read.

I just shook my head with a smile.

" What are you smiling at", Sania asked looking at me smiling foolishly.

" Nothing, Veronica caught the people who shot me that day", I answered.

" Really, show me", Sania asked excitedly.

" No! you won't be able to see that", I said while trying to lift my phone out of her reach.

" Sister Natasha, sister Maya!! Ritik's not showing me his phone", Sania shouted and the milfs entered the room.

I could not do anything against my dear motherly figures and had to give Sania the phone.

Sania almost vomited looking at the photos of the men being impaled everywhere on their body.

Even Natasha and Maya had a hard time controlling their emotions after looking at the deceased bodies.

" I told you it's gross", I said shrugging my shoulders.

" It is so gross, how were you laughing looking at it", Sania asked with an ugly expression.

" It's quite normal in the underworld and that too the mumbai Underworld, with normal mindset you can't imagine how bloody and gory it is. This is just some simple example of what to expect while trying to enter the underworld", I simply answered with an eased expression.

" Th... then why are you trying to control it.... do you want to be a murderer like them", Sania asked and Natasha also looked at me curiously waiting for the answer. Maya was the most supportive and had no objections in whatever I do.

" I.... It's not simple, I don't want to simply control it for power. I want to change it and improve it to some extent. At present the underworld is just about fight, control, strength, drugs, trafficking and everything shady. I want to improve it and improvise it to do something good, at least on some minor level that is", I said and put forward my point.

" So you have hero syndrome", Sania said with a knowing look.

" Wh... what are you saying", I became flustered with her words as that was really out of her nature to make such sudden remarks.

" Haha..." " Haha...", both Natasha and Maya started laughing with my flustered look.

" I don't have a hero syndrome!! I just want to improve the society's condition. You don't understand anything", I said being embarrassed after being made fun of by Sania.

Even Sania joined Maya and Natasha and started laughing after looking at my flustered look.

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A month later,

Ring* Ring*

" It's time, we need the funds", I heard after picking up the call.

" OK, text me the number and I'll arrange it", I answered without saying any name Or something like that.

" It's not endgame so we might need to continue for sometime", the mechanically edited voice again came from the phone.

" Don't hasten, take it slow and be assured of every step. We have time and now finance too. Don't worry and plan everything in detail while taking care of each and every step", I said with seriousness.

" Of course I will. Don't worry I'll do it with utmost care", the voice from the other side said.

" OK, I'll send the money today only so check up for that and I would only expect to hear the success notification next", I said in a normal tone.

" Definitely, nothing more and nothing less. I'll hang-up now, don't answer back", the voice on the other side said and cut the call.

" So it's time huh... let's wait for the completion first", I said while leaning my head on my hand resting on the table.

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On the other side,

" OK, the finances are arranged. We can begin the next step", Surya said with a real scary expression.

He was a lot taller now, reaching a full 6'7" feet at just 18. With his tight muscular physique resembling WWE's Drew McIntyre and beard made him look even more manlier and scary. More than that he had been trained in a lot of martial arts as well as some other thug skills for the past years by none other than Veronica herself, that too with the help of the top gore and bloody martial arts videos she downloaded from deepweb.

I was sure I couldn't beat him then normally and would need to use my power to do so.

" The guns are already arranged boss but what do we do about him. He's already half dead and is of no value now", a shady looking man said to Surya.

" He's a rapist, a murderer and more than that a pedophile. Torcher him to the worst and kill him then, he already told us about the arrangements so yeah.... he has no value left", Surya said without showing any emotions on his face. At first he just wanted to join the underworld for power but with time he understood that underworld was too worse than what he imagined.

His ambition also changed and became similar to mine. He wanted underworld to improve and act a bit humanely.

" Sure boss, I'll do that with care", a scary innocent voice came from the side as a mid twenties boy with blade and scissors in his hand looked creepily at the half dead body lying like a bag.

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