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It had been quite sometime since she had last met him, the whole idea of going all the way back to where in a way it all began was quite discomforting for her. It seemed as if it was only yesterday when the two of them parted ways, she remembered every single word she said, except his face. It had been ten years now, in a way a curse she had herself put on him. She drove her old car which was what she drove away from him ten years ago, she had that yellow bag with her as well, the one which now carried something that would set her free from him forever.
He had called her some ten days ago to meet and she agreed without thinking twice, she had to put an end to all of this. She had too much at stake now and he was the only one who could ruin it all. It was he who had ruined a major part of her life some ten years ago and it took her ten years to reach where she wanted, now she wouldn't let the same man take it all away.
He was an important man now, people loved him and respected him, she was also an important woman, people also loved her and respected her but they also feared her. He was a man who commanded respect and she was a woman who demanded it. For him, the pen was mightier than the sword and for her it was her sword alone.
He was now a rich business man and she was a contract killer. She hunts while he is hunted. The media hunts him where ever he goes. It was befitting that ten years down the line she got the contract to take him out and it was he himself who called her up to meet. The prey walked into the hunters nest. She knew what she had to do and she was the best at it.
He stood there in the darkness of the night, the market behind him was closed and the parking lot was empty, the lone security guard was bribed to leave the area. He stood next to his black Dodge Viper and wore a black suit. He travelled in a cavalcade where ever he went and had more security than the President of United States. He was a banker and an important man for everyone who wanted there black to turn white. She knew about his stature and wondered why the mafia, the businesses or even the politicians would want such a man dead.
She drove into the parking lot and saw the lone man in suit standing next to an expensive sports car, she knew it was him. He had changed a lot and the media was underplaying when they claimed he was more charming than the devil, he was really the devil himself. She parked the car next to his car and walked across to him.
He peered into her eyes and she felt a chill go up her spine, the warmth and innocence those eyes once had was all gone, he was not the man she met ten years ago, he was not even a man now, he was the devil himself. She tried to reach for her gun kept loaded in her yellow bag, but something or someone stopped her for doing so.
He came closer to her and said, "I was expecting you!", She looked to him in dismay, his voice had lost the childishness and playfulness it had once, this was the devil talking in his deep baritone. "You walked right where I wanted you kid", she said to him.
"Kid!", he laughed, his laughter echoed like the devils laughter. "I am not a kid, not anymore! I am not even human! I am the devil", he spoke in his devlish baritone. She knew it all along, he was now the devil and she had to take him out now, before the devil took over her as well.
He took out a black rose from his coat's pocket and gave it to her. "La Spina Della Rosa Sono Nascote Del Fiore! remember?", he said to her. The thorns of this black rose were also hidden by its bloom and one of the thorns pricked her thumb and it started to bleed. He took a drop of her blood from her hand and dropped it on the road.
She reached for the gun slowly and this time she took it out and aimed it right at his heart. He walked closer and closer till the metal rod of the gun touched his chest. She felt her hands trembling. She had to shoot before the devil got into her. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. The single shot ripped through his heart and exited out and broke the glass window of his Dodge Viper. The deafening sound of the gunshot made her ears ring and she felt deaf. He dropped down on the ground where he had dropped her blood. He lay there still, without any movement. She looked down at him and a single tear came out of her eye.
It was all over now, the devil himself was dead. She walked up to her car and sat inside, she started the engine and drove the car out of the parking lot. He sat next to her and said, "Thank you for killing the devil". She could not believe her eyes that he was sitting right next to her, she had just shot him or had she? But he was dead! lying frozen on that cold parking lot floor. She suddenly saw a blinding bright light and then she felt the ringing sound coming back into her ears , she closed her eyes and now could feel her breath against her body.
A man walked up to the coffee shop at the Delhi Airport and bought two cups of coffee and went back to his chair where his wife was eagerly awaiting for him. They watched the lounge's television on which the man read out the news, "In other news a drunk woman had an head on collision with a truck and died on the spot, and in business news the most powerful banker of India just bought himself a new Dodge Viper and was spotted driving at high speeds in the old town."
"The biggest game the devil ever played was to convince everyone he doesn't exist", said the woman to the man. "Yes! but do you like the color of my new Dodge?", the man replied. "Yes its great! but I need to get my ears checked they are still ringing", she said. "Mam! is this yellow bag yours?", said the flight assistant to the woman.