TPR2 chap 32 – Friends to the rescue
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All four stood frozen to the spot.
“Is….Is that S…Singhania?” Adi croaked out.
Eye wide and full of fear Geet just stared.
Pinky swayed and swiped a gol guppa from a outraged passer by to relive her tension.
“Nobody move I don’t want to alert Singhania that we are here.” Geet whispered.
“What should we do then? We cant let him hurt SSK!” Pinky whispered with her mouth full.
“I know that Pinky but he could shoot Maan if we suddenly jump on him, we need a distraction.”
“Let me…” Mrs Chaddha strode forward.
“Mrs Chaddha…”.but Geet’s call was lost in the crowd as Mrs Chaddha approached the car.
“Why is her dress moving about?” Adi questioned his face a picture as the waves of bananas poked out in different directions as Mrs Chaddha walked.
“Hmmm…there was some commotion around the corner from where Mrs Chaddha came from……..” Geet murmured but couldn’t understand it either.
Stealthily Geet moved forward hiding behind people so Singhania wouldn’t see her, Adi and Pinky followed.
Near the gol guppa stand a man ran up nursing his head hold a very large knife. “Where is she? She took them all! Crazy woman! Where is she?” He looked around in a frenzy running here and there.
“Lets get this over with.” Maan said looking into Singhania’s eyes directly mindful Geet was edging forward towards them.
“What’s your hurry?” Singhania drawled. “Finally, I have you where and how I want you. At my mercy.”
Pursing his lips Maan challenged. “So what are you waiting for? Finish it right now.”
“Oh no… no… no…how can I make it so easy for you after you pursued me to the ends of the world and left me to die in the desert sands.”
Eyes blazing with anger Maan replied,“That was all your doing. You are the one who couldn’t back down when we won the bid. You were the one who had to win at any cost, not caring who you hurt on your way to more riches.”
“Of-course! I am Singhania, I have to win. If only you had let that bid go…hmmm but you Maan Singh Khurana are much like me.”
“I am nothing like you! You are an evil cold blooded killer who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. So lets get it over with.” He so wanted Singhania out of here before Geet decided to attempt a rescue.
“In such a hurry to die! Aren’t you. Well its not going to happen here. I know Captain Veer Singh and Agent Gupta are here and must be heading back to you by now.” Singhania looked around for any sight of them. “Start the car!” Abrupt, waving the gun about he beckoned Maan to do what he said.
Maan started the car and slid into gear eager to get out of there.
“Not so fast!” Singhania spotted Captain Veer Singh and Agent Gupta heading in their direction, “lets head the other way.” he pointed to a small gali on their right.
“We will get stuck there, its ridiculously small and crowded.”
Pistol whipping the back of his head sharply Singhnia rapped out “Do as I say!”
Pain rang through his head but out of the corner of his eyes he could see Geet moving forward towards him. Turning the wheel he was about to head out when suddenly the door of the back seat burst open and a large woman climbed in.
“Madam!” Singhania stared with surprise. “Get out!
But Mrs Chaddha wasn’t listening, she stared at Singhania and started mumbling incoherently.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shivaaaaaaaaaaaa Ganeshhhhhhhhh Parvatiiiiiiiiii…….so good to sit down…ohhh my aching knees!”
“Get out you old woman!” Singhania said again as he saw both the agents approaching fast.
“But my friends want a ride!” Mrs Chaddha beamed at him with bright mad eyes, completely ignoring the gun in his hand which he was waving from Maan to her. She wiggled about and small clucking noises could be heard about her person.
“Friends? What’s that noise? Urgghh and that smell!”
“Areey don’t say things like that you will upset them!” Mrs Chaddha said dipping arm into her ample kaftan pocket and pulling out a large clucking chicken. She thrust it in his face. “Here is my friend now don’t be rude.”
“WHATTTTT?” Singhania stared at the beady eyed bird. “Are you insane madam. Get out of this car!”
Maan could see Singhania was getting quite irritated with Mrs Chaddha, and he had to suppress a grin, she was amazing even with the evil cold steel facing her. If she could hold his attention a moment longer maybe he could prise the gun out of his hand…his eyes homed in on Singhania’s face.
“Now where is the other one…?” muttered Mrs Chaddha poking about her person, she let the first one go and it flew straight into Singhania’s face.
“Arghhhhhhh….get it off me!”Sighania waved his arm about trying to evade the bird.
Triumphantly she pulled out another two small ones and waved them about. The chickens stared at Singhania with dark beady eyes and clucked.
But Singhania had h’d enough- he pointed the gun directly at Mrs Chaddha as one of the birds decided it wanted to sit on his shoulder and pull at his ear.
“Get this thing OFF me! Or else!”
Outside the car….
“There they are!”
Geet was pushed roughly out of the way as a man leapt towards the car. “My Chickensssssssssss!” In his hand he had a huge machete.
Screaming with alarm Geet gave all pretence of sneaking up on Singhania and ran behind him.
The Chicken sitting at the window suddenly saw her keeper and started flapping with alarm flying about the small space and making the other chickens panic.
Seeing his chance Maan grabbed the gun from Singhania, pulling himself up on his seat he launched himself into the back.
The chickens squawked with alarm trying to escape the frenzied fighting between Maan and Singhania.
Suddenly all the doors was thrust open as Captain Veer Singh got to the car from one side and Geet and the man with the machete got to the other side of the car and pulled open Mrs Chaddha’s door.
Singhania screamed with anger as he was pecked, feathered by the chickens and punched by Maan.
Captain veer Singh now had him by the armpits and was pulling him out backwards from the car. With Agent Gupta helping.
“Get him!” Mrs Chaddha screamed at the chickens, “Yes my lovelies!”
“Whatttttttt?” Singhania was now surrounded on both sides, Maan was holding onto him trying desperately to wrestle the gun from his hands. His plan to kill Maan Singh Khurana was all rapidly going to pot. Struggling hard he realised his last chance was to fire the gun and kill Maan now he didn’t care now what happened to him. He hated Maan Singh with a vengeance, with superhuman strength he managed to get his finger back on the trigger and pulled.
The shot stopped everyone in their tracks. All seemed to stop for a nano second even the squawking chickens seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and then as all breathed a sigh of relief that no one was hurt the fighting continued ignoring the hole in the roof that could have been put in any one of them.
“Damn it you just wont die!” Singhania screamed angrily.
“MAANNNN!” Geet screamed climbing into the front seat and trying to pull him out of harms way from the back, Adi and Pinky tried to help by tugging her backwards whilst she gripped Maan.
“My Chickennsssssssss you killed my chickens!”The man with the Machete tried to squeeze past Mrs Chaddha into the car to retrieve his birds.
Alarmed at the man waving the large knife in all their faces Agent Gupta ran around Mrs Chaddha’s side “Stop! Stop for god sake you will hurt everyone!” She pulled out the mad man with machete and threw him to the ground, “cant you see that he has a gun?”
“Gun? But my chickens………..” He screamed and wailed at the top of his voice.
“Geet! Let go! For Gods sake! I have him!” Maan kept a hold of Singhania even as Geet tried to pull him back. “you’re not helping! GITHHHH!”
“Maan let him go he is not worth it!”
With so little space in the car and Maan and Singhania struggling for all they were worth, Mrs Chaddha fell out backwards landing heavily onto the machete man who screamed to high heaven drawing the bemused crowd, who stared at the goings on as if it were a circus show.
“Areeyyyyyyyyyyyy you stupid man why are you screaming you were about to kill them anyway!”Mrs Chaddha moaned getting off him and sitting on the floor next to him.
“Mera chickensssssssss!” he wailed as the chickens too flew out flapping to the floor around Mrs Chaddha and climbed on to her lap.
Between them Maan and Captain Veer Singh managed to pull Singhania out of the car and wrestle the gun out of his hands.
“I will get you Maan Singh Khurana! If its the last thing I ever do.”
“Stop it!” Geet screamed at him. Distraught with fear she completely lost it. “What’s Maan ever done to you? You sad pathetic loser! Don’t you ever EVER even think about trying anything on I’m telling you!”
“Geet calm down nothing happened to me. I told you I can look after myself.”
“Don’t worry where he is going, there will be no escape for a long time.” Major Saab spoke calmly as he and his team members approached them. “I’m sorry Maan but we got stuck in traffic- anyhow you seem to have everything under control here.”
“Yes with your agents professional help.” Emphasising professional he glanced at Geet, he could feel her still shaking next to him. But he wasn’t going to give in! She had no business running straight into trouble. And what was she doing here anyway when he had expressly told her not to follow him.
“Take him away.” Major Saab instructed, “we will make sure this time he doesn’t escape from justice.” The agents dragged away a kicking and screaming Singhania.
Finally it was over….Geet stopped shaking her eyes taking in Maan’s cuts and bruises.
“Maan….”turning to him her eyes pleaded fro him to soften towards her but in his eyes she saw no give. She was just about to say something to him when from the other side of the car there was more commotion. They all turned and looked to see Mrs Chaddha arguing with the man with the knife who was trying to grab at the chickens who just weren’t co-operating with him.
“Areyyyy I will buy them from you!” Exasperated Mrs Chaddha said fishing out a purse which had been tucked away in the bosoms.
“Let me.” Maan intervened pulling out a wad of notes from his wallet he thrust them at the despairing man. “after all you and they probably saved my life.”
Hurt that he was ignoring her Geet swallowed her pain.
“Adi, Pinky can you please help Mrs Chaddha home? I will go with Major Saab to file a report with the ACP.”
“Geet you can see your self home cant you?” His eyes dark and giving no quarter he turned on his heel and went off with Major Saab.
Shocked and filled with pain Geet stood staring after him.