we will bust in. All of you in positions?
Go Go Go!!''
Chapter 7
The UNKNOWN NUMBER had disturbed Dr. Kapoor thrice already and he wanted to shut it up all for once. He pushed the receive button and barked into the phone. ''Who the bloody hell is on the line? How did you get my personal cell number and if it's nothing important you better hang up because I am in the middle of a press conference.''
''Sir, I am calling from the Missile Development Facility at Wheeler Island. My name's Suhas and I am the co-ordinator here,'' the voice sounded frightened.
''Alright. Alright. Now don't beat around the bush and tell me what you need to tell me.''
''The issue, Sir, is quite serious. We don't know when or how it happened, but...''
''But what?''
''The missile. The trial hypersonic missile, which we were going to test next week is in danger!''
The most unexpected call of his life.
''What do you mean by IN DANGER?'' Kapoor's voice was coated with sudden fear and anxiety.
''A lot of activity is going on outside, Sir. Lot of confusion. There was firing, and I don't think that the security officials have it under control. The missile was in the research chamber, safe and secure in the afternoon. Fifteen minutes earlier, the guards went in for the routine check, but they never reported back. I thought better to report you before taking any further action. What should be our course of action?''
Dr. Kapoor sat down on the floor. His pulse was increasing every second as he was flung into a state of utter shock.
''Sir, you there?''
''Su...Suhas. I need some time. I..I will call you back and give you further instructions. Until then could you send someone else to check on the missile?''
''Yes, but... I think we should move fast. It's an issue of national security! And I think they are searching for the control room now. I can hear voices outside.. Sir, I think they are here,'' the fear in Suhas's voice had now gripped the peak.
Over the radio, Dr. Kapoor could hear the door open with a bang.
''NO..PLEASE....!!'' Suhas's desperate cries drowned into the silence.
Two masked men had burst into the room where Suhas was having the conversation with Dr. Kapoor. They had automatic weapons, but they had planned something more painful for Suhas. Picking up a pen from Suhas's table the first goon stuck it right through Suhas's left eye. Suhas screamed with intoxicating pain. The other man took out his handgun and pointed at Suhas's other eye from less than 10 cm in front of him and took the shot.
''Suhas, are you there? What just happened?? Suhas...?''
Dr. Kapoor heard nothing but the helpless cries and the excruciating suffering of Suhas. A moment later, the phone got disconnected.
The world was spinning for Dr. Kapoor. He was aware of a fear, a fear bordering on a reason- pure panic, such as he had never previously guessed, let alone experienced. With his trembling hands, he took out a small container of his stress relieving tablets from his pocket. His high blood pressure and bypass surgery had made it difficult for him to handle stressful situations.
A couple of tablets brought his senses back. He got up from the backstage floor and made his way to the water cooler nearby and had a sip of water.
And then he became aware of something else. Yet again, his phone was vibrating. This time it was another UNKNOWN NUMBER.
The second most unexpected call of his life.
Chapter 8
''Charlie to Bravo, we scanned through the tower and the surrounding sectors. We got no activity there. No signs of any terrorists. We also scanned through their rest-house. There were more number of beds than the number of terrorists we found here. Terrorists like these usually do not carry extra bedding. I sense something is not right, Sir. Over.''
''Copy that. I agree this is a bit strange. According to the intelligence we obtained there should be a small army up here. Maybe they divided themselves into troops and the other terrorists went off