Case Two – Part 3 (Revenge!)

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By 3 PM, Rahul had everything to arrest Dinesh. Armed with Dinesh’s whereabouts, an arrest warrant and extra constables, Rahul was ready to take him down. Dinesh was staying in a 5-star hotel in North Bangalore, which was 45 minutes away.

Dinesh was in his 5-star hotel room in his underwear, watching the news and having a peg of whiskey when his doorbell rang. He opened the door and found a beautiful fair-skinned girl in a red bodycon dress. It showed her ample bosoms and ended 4-5 inches above her knee.

Her long black hair was loose and extended to the middle of her back. She had a black handbag in her right hand and was wearing matching-colored high heels.

Dinesh: Pooja?

Pooja: Yes.

Dinesh: Come in. I was waiting for you.

Pooja: I can see that.

She said, looking straight at his underwear. She was the hooker that Dinesh had booked. Dinesh paid her 20k upfront and offered her a drink which she accepted. They sat next to each other at the foot of the bed facing the TV.

Pooja: Sad news. Such news makes you feel vulnerable in such a big city.

Dinesh: Trust me, the city is better without such pigs.

Pooja: You knew him.

Dinesh: No, but he must have been a bad guy to be gunned down in broad daylight. Shall we start?

Pooja: Sure, what do you want me to do?

Dinesh: Start with a striptease.

Pooja: Whatever you want, baby.

Dinesh turned on some music on his phone. Pooja stood before him and started to dance seductively. She would shake her boobs in front of him and twerk her ass. She even gave him a lapdance by rubbing his crotch with her large shapely buttocks.

When the second song started, she stood facing the TV showing her back toward Dinesh. She removed her shoulder straps one after the other and slid the dress to her hips. Pooja moved her hair towards the front, exposing her bare back to Dinesh as she didn’t wear a bra.

She swayed her hips like a belly dancer for a few seconds and then pushed the dress further until it ended up on the ground. Pooja got out of the dress and spread her legs a bit. She was standing wearing black-colored satin panties. She bent down to undo the strap of her high heels.

In the process, her big juicy ass was right in front of Dinesh. Pooja removed her shoes and turned around. Her hair covered her left boob as the right remained exposed. It had a bit of a shag but was big and in perfect shape. Wide hips and flat, well-toned tummy.

Pooja was like pornstar Sophia Dee with fats in the right place. She moved closer to Dinesh, who grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them as he began to lick her belly button and planted numerous kisses on her soft midriff. He felt the softness of her satin panties before he slid them down her legs.

Pooja was standing completely naked in front of Dinesh. His face rubbed against her silky soft tummy, and his fingers explored the depth of her delicate pink pussy. He finger fucked her for a while and then stood up to get undressed. Pooja helped him get naked and pushed him onto the bed once he was done.

He sat at the edge of the bed with his legs spread. Pooja knelt and began to fist his 6.5-inch long and fat dick. She kept looking into his eyes as she jerked him off. He caught the back of her neck and pulled her closer. Pooja understood what was needed and immediately began to suck on her dick.

Dinesh: Oh, yes, baby! Just like that. Suck my dick bitch.

Pooja continued the blowjob for another 2-3 minutes, after which Dinesh pulled her by her hair and dragged her to the bed. Pooja got on all four as instructed by Dinesh. He got behind and slowly inserted his fat cock in her cunt and started to pound her pussy doggy style.

Pooja: Oh Fuck! Your dick is so fat and nice. Yes! Spank my ass. Fuck me!

Dinesh: You like it, don’t you? You filthy whore.

Dinesh spanked her ass cheek a few times as he continued to fuck her.

Pooja: Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me hard.

Dinesh kept pounding for a few minutes and turned her over. He got on top of her in missionary style. He inserted his dick back into her moist cunt. He kissed her lips and squeezed her boobs for a while with his dick resting in her warm love hole.

Dinesh began to slide his dick in and out after some heavy kissing and saliva exchange. His strokes got harder and longer with time. By the end of a couple of times, he was drilling his way in her cunt, moving in and out like a well-oiled piston.

Rahul reached the hotel with his small police force, and he started to explain the situation to the hotel concierge. The Concierge was ready to give all the needed help with the only condition that none of the other guests be disturbed.

Rahul: Which room is he in?

Concierge: Room number 7019, on the seventh floor.

Rahul: I need a room service guy to knock on the door and make him open it. From there, we will do the rest. I promise there won’t be any scenes and your other guests won’t be disturbed.

Rahul moved towards the elevator with his subordinates, the hotel concierge and a room service boy with a trolley.

Dinesh had both of Pooja’s legs on his shoulders as he continued to fuck her hard as both were about to reach their orgasm. Dinesh had a condom on, but he didn’t want to cum in it. Just as he was about to reach his climax, he pulled out his cock from Pooja’s cunt and removed his condom.

He shagged his dick a couple of times and unloaded his thick white cum in the form of a spray on her belly, with a few drops reaching her cleavage. Dinesh collapsed beside her, panting.

Rahul was on the seventh floor with a constable and Arvind and Iqbal. The Concierge ordered the room service guy to knock on the door. It took about 3-4 knocks before Dinesh answered the door. He hadn’t opened it.

Dinesh: Who is it? Can’t you see the DND sign?

Room Service Guy: Room service, Sir.

Dinesh: I didn’t order anything. Go away.

Rahul signaled him to go on and keep talking and made him open the door. Rahul had beforehand instructed the room service guy on what to say.

Room Service Guy: Sir, I can clear the breakfast and have a complimentary bottle of our finest Champagne. Today is the 25th anniversary of our hotel, and it’s being given to every customer here.

There was no answer from Dinesh for a while.

Room Service Guy: Sir?

Dinesh: Hold on a second.

Dinesh opened the door. Rahul pushed the room service guy aside and barged into the room. Dinesh fell to the ground. Rahul held his gun to his head and screamed at him to stay still.

Rahul: Police! Don’t move!

Arvind and Iqbal rushed into the room. The Concierge, fearing noise, closed the door. Iqbal moved towards the bedroom with his gun, where he saw Pooja trying to get out of bed. She was still naked.

Pooja screamed on seeing Iqbal and immediately covered herself with a blanket. Iqbal shouted at her and asked her to keep her mouth shut. Arvind flipped Dinesh over and cuffed his hands behind him. Rahul and Arvind pulled him up and proceeded toward the bedroom.

Rahul: Who is she?

Iqbal: I don’t know, Sir.

Rahul: Make him sit on the chair. Who are you? His girlfriend or wife?

Pooja: I am an escort sir. I am sorry. Please let me go, Sir.

Rahul: Is she telling the truth?

Dinesh: Let her go. She has nothing to do with me.

Rahul had more important things to worry about than arresting a whore.

Rahul: Get dressed, take your things and get out. Arvind, tell the Constable outside to collect her information and let her go. Iqbal, check the room for the laptop and phone and go through his luggage.

Pooja hurriedly got dressed and made her way out of the room, accompanied by Arvind. He instructed the Constable to collect her information before letting her off.

Arvind: Sir, she is gone.

Rahul: Iqbal got two phones. Go through them and find out if he has contact with any of our known hitmen. Use his fingerprint to open the phone.

Arvind: Yes, Sir.

Iqbal: His laptop is password protected, Sir. We need an IT guy to open it.

Rahul: Call the IT cell and tell them to send a technician to our location, and call forensics to bag and tag the evidence. Meanwhile, let’s see what he has to say.

Dinesh was in his boxers with his hands cuffed behind him. He knew he was busted and decided to tell the truth.

Rahul: We need to talk?

Dinesh: About what?

Rahul: Your visits to the jail to meet your aunt.

Dinesh: What about them?

Rahul: Look, you seem to be a nice guy. Well-educated settled abroad, don’t ruin your life. Don’t make it hard on yourself. You know why we are here. Tell the truth, and I promise nothing will happen to you.

Dinesh: Ok, fine, I will tell you everything.

Rahul: That’s a smart move. Let’s start with the person whom you have hired.

Dinesh: Shouldn’t that be the last question? I think you need to start with why I want to kill 3 people.

Rahul: Fine. Why?

Dinesh: I hope you know everything about me and my aunt by now.

Rahul: Yes?

Dinesh: Do you know about Deepika?

Rahul: Who?

Dinesh: Deepika, my aunt’s daughter and my cousin.

Rahul: We heard she died of an illness.

Dinesh: Yes, if you call taking your own life due to depression an illness.

Rahul: What happened to her?

Dinesh: She was 19 and had just started going to college. She had dreamt of being a doctor since childhood and got into MBBS. Then four bastards kidnapped her, fucked her forcefully and made a video of it. They used the video to blackmail my aunt into paying them 2cr and prevented her from going to the police.

Rahul: Those are the people you want to kill.

Dinesh: Not people, those monsters, and they deserve to die. Deepika went into depression and took her life after 3 months. Our family got shattered. My aunt killed one of them a year back. I will kill the rest.

Rahul: You could have approached the cops. We would have helped.

Dinesh: When you couldn’t prevent Deepika from getting kidnapped, then what help can you do?

Rahul: We would have arrested the culprits and given you justice.

Dinesh: What justice? 14 years in jail? Is that justice for destroying life? What me and my aunt are doing for Deepika is justice.

Rahul: Who did you hire, and who are your targets?

Dinesh: Fuck off! They will die, and we will get justice. One is dead, and two more to go. You can’t do anything to stop it.

Rahul: I thought you were willing to cooperate?

Dinesh: I changed my mind. Arrest me and let those monsters die if you have any humanity left.

Rahul: Arvind! Take him away, file an FIR and lock him up. Where the fuck is the IT guy?

Arvind called the Constable and asked him to put pants on Dinesh. He was about to take him away, when Rahul realized something.

Rahul: Wait! You said, ‘one is dead, two more to go.’ Has your man killed a person?

Dinesh: Smart! I thought you would never get it. Don’t you watch the news?

Arvind took Dinesh away, and Rahul switched on the TV and started to watch the news, highlighting the murder of a 54-year-old man. Rahul asked Iqbal to get the details of the case.

In about half an hour, the IT guy was there at the hotel. Rahul also got the initial report on the murder case that happened that morning.

Iqbal: The deceased is named Vikram, age 54. Living in Bangalore for 7 years with his wife. Has one son who is married.

Rahul: This person forcefully fucked a girl and extorted money from Supriya. Can’t believe what sort of… What is that noise?

Iqbal: Seems like a cellphone.

Rahul: Search!

Rahul and Iqbal searched for the phone. They found it when it rang for the second time. The phone was tapped to the inside part of the lid of the flush tank. The phone stopped ringing.

Rahul got the number off the caller ID and asked the tech guy to trace the number. To their luck, the phone rang again, and Rahul picked it up.

Rahul (spoke in a deep voice): Hmm.

Caller: Hello.

Rahul: Hello, what happened?

Caller: What happened to your voice?

Rahul: Got cold.

Caller: Sir, one job is done the rest will also be taken care of. Boss asked that you pay half of the amount now. So I will send one of our men to your hotel room, hand him the cash.

Rahul: Ok. When?

Caller: He will be there in an hour.

Rahul: Ok.

They hung up. The trace was done, and the caller’s location was known. The number was registered to a man named Vicky. They got a pic of the guy from the telecom department, and Rahul recognized the man.

Rahul: This is a member of Tony’s gang.

Iqbal: I will assemble a team to arrest him, Sir.

Rahul: Ok, get two more constables here to arrest his man who is coming over. Make sure to arrest both of them simultaneously.

Iqbal: Yes, Sir.

IT guy: Sir, I opened the laptop.

Rahul: Good. Start searching for information on the remaining two targets.

After about half an hour, the IT guy found a picture of four men in their underwear sitting on a bed with a young woman lying in the middle.

IT guy: Sir, take a look at this.

Rahul saw the picture and was stunned for a moment.

Iqbal: Sir, these two on the left are dead. Now that we will be arresting Tony and his gang, the rest are safe.

Rahul: They are safe from Tony and Dinesh but not from us. They are culprits and must be arrested. I got to go somewhere. You stay here and wait for Tony’s man, arrest him, finish the formalities here and leave for the station. I will meet you there.

Iqbal: Ok, Sir.

To be continued.