“I was expecting a call from you days ago, Karan,” I answer, my voice hard.
The last time we talked, I had asked him to search another way to hack into Nyra’s phone. He said there might be and he’ll contact me once he knows more. But then, I never received a call from him and now I’m wondering if he even was the best choice.
“I did call you yesterday and left a message with your assistant.” His reply makes me go still. “You never returned it so I decided to call your office today.”
“Who did you talk to?” I ask to be sure.
“Snehil.”
There’s no way she could’ve gotten a hold of my personal phone since that’s where Karan always calls. It means he never actually talked to her, but I don’t mention that to him. I certainly didn’t see any missed calls. There was only one person I was with the whole time.
Nyra.
Suddenly, my mind flashes to a memory from yesterday where she jumped back like I caught her doing something wrong in the car.
Only now, I know the reason.
The panic, the faraway look in her eyes, and the slight anger in her voice, was because she found out I’m spying on her. She must’ve realized I know about the texts.
Is that why she asked me to trust her? To wait for her?
The meaning behind her words hit me like a freight train now. She’s planning to do something, I can feel it. Knowing her, she’ll put herself in danger. I need to stop her before she does.
Fuck! My grip tightens on the phone.
“What was the message?” I ask despite knowing it’s useless now. Nyra will never leave her phone alone. Even if I get my hands on it, I’ll hardly find any clue.
“There’s an app you need to install in her phone that will sync and track all her calls, texts, and everything to yours. Until you can bring it to me, this is your best option.”
“What if the person sees the app and deletes it?”
“You only need to download it from the browser, set it up and then delete it,” he explains.
“Okay. Send me the details and the steps to do it,” I answer. “And, Karan, unless it’s me, you don’t talk to anybody else. No matter how urgent. Understand?”
“Yes.”
I hang up and pull out my cigarettes, desperately needing one. I light it up before standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. The hit of nicotine somewhat calming me. Here I thought she was finally trusting me yet once again, she fucking played me.
I’m a man of my word, though. She told to me wait and I will, but it doesn’t mean I’ll sit back and do nothing. It’s like she says, I never play fair.
Her secrets are mine.
Even if I have to dig them out of her.
Chapter Forty-Two
NYRA
Nerves are like butterflies in your stomach.
Uninvited, distracting, and uncontrollable.
The faster the clock turned to six, the harder it became to push them down. I shouldn’t be so anxious about meeting my uncle and aunt. It’s not like we haven’t spent time together before.
Yet I can’t help it.
Riaan says his mom is happy with our relationship but what if actually seeing us together changes her mind? I can’t handle another disappointed and disgusted face. My mom’s reaction has made me lose all hope and courage.