Page 254 of The Redemption
Every guard around me stiffens. Every weapon rises. Siya, however, doesn’t look afraid, not even slightly. She’s furious and refuses to break.
Samarjeet notices it too. “See?” A vicious smile spreads across his face. “She’s not scared… but you are.”
I say nothing. I don’t need to. The gun pressed against Siya’s head is the only reason he’s still breathing.
He shakes his head. “You think you’ve won?” he continues. “You think because Singhal and Parag are dead, because my men are dead, this war is over?”
The smile slowly returns to his face.
“No, Raghav.” His eyes gleam. “I still have one last card left to play.”
Something cold twists in my stomach because the confidence in his voice isn’t fake. Even Siya seems to sense it, going completely still in his hold. Samarjeet laughs again, triumphantly. I don’t like this. The gun is still pressed against Siya’s forehead, his arm locked around her neck.
My men have him surrounded from every direction. He should be finished. Yet the b*stard is smiling.
“You want to know who my ace card is?” he asks, a sick grin spreading across his face. Then he turns to Siya. “Mom.”
Siya goes rigid in his hold.
“Mom?” she snaps, struggling against him. “Where is Mom? What did you do to her?”
Panic flashes across her face. She tries to break free, but Samarjeet shifts the gun to her temple, immediately restricting her movements.
Even I go completely still.
Not wanting Siya and her mother to be together at the villa, I had deliberately moved Rukmini Vardhaan to a separate, secure location within the RK Estate. A location known only to a handful of my most trusted people. No outsider was supposed to reach her.
“Where is she?” I demand, about to lunge at him.
Samarjeet immediately tightens his arm around Siya’s neck, the crook of his elbow pressing brutally against her throat. When Siya winces in pain, I stop immediately.
“Move again and she dies,” he snarls.
My body burns with rage, wanting to rip him apart.
“No matter who you pull that trigger on, Samarjeet, you’ll die too,” I warn him. “Don’t even think you’re walking out of here alive.”
“Oh, I’ll walk out of here, Raghav.” A sinister grin spreads across his face. “And you’ll watch it happen with your own eyes.” He then turns his attention to Siya. “My plan was simple. Take Mom back. Hand you over to Parag. Put a bullet through Raghav’s skull.” His grin slowly disappears. “But Parag is dead now, which means you’re no longer useful to me.” The barrel digs harder against her forehead, and my blood turns to ice.
Samarjeet keeps his eyes fixed on me. “I’ll take Mom with me. I’ll rebuild everything you destroyed. And then, I’ll come back for you, Raghav.” A dangerous glint enters his eyes. “But before leaving, I’ll make sure you lose everything tonight.”
Then he looks down at Siya. “Which means, you, my little sister… need to die.”
Every instinct inside me screams to get to her. And I move. But the moment I step forward, Samarjeet suddenly swings the gun away from Siya and aims it straight at me.
“Looks like you won’t stop making a f*cking mistake, Raghav Khurana.” His voice turns deadly. “One more step, and I’ll put a bullet through you first.”
“Do it then.” I glare at him and take another step. Taking a bullet myself is far better than watching him hurt my wife.
“No. I want you alive.” He points the gun back at Siya, pressing the barrel against her head again. “I want you to watch her die.” His eyes burn with hatred.
“Raghav, stop,” Siya screams, trying to prevent me from deliberately provoke him.
I still do. My men are already prepared to take charge, aiming their guns at Samarjeet when, suddenly, a series of bullets tears through the darkness and three of my men go down within a fraction of a second.
“SNIPER!” someone shouts.
Before any of us can locate the shooter, another round is fired at my men. The timing is too perfect. The b*stard had someone waiting out there all along, watching us through a scope and waiting for exactly the right moment to strike.
