The light that shines brightest burns fastest
Chanakya kept thinking of the line in his mind since morning. He was scared. He had played his hand and now his gamble might backfire on him.
Definitely result in some firing.
He had no choice but to put one foot after another. He had to pretend that everything’s normal, that his organization was not about to fall flat on its face.
So he made his breakfast, played his favorite Beethoven and sat in silence. Before he started eating, he picked a pinch of salt with his fingers and sprinkled it on his omelette. He looked up at the wall opposite his seat, at the clock.
Only half an hour more. He sighed and started eating, the knife sliding smoothly cutting the omelet into pieces. He had about 35 minutes of freedom today before the police barges in, according to his estimation.
He was counting on it, the evidence he had dropped in the police station would be opened soon. Police will take 10-15 minutes to reach his evidence and a few more minutes for Judge’s arrest warrant to process.
10:30 am he would be walking out of his own home in cuffs.
He had no other choice. The only consolation for him was he won’t be the only one walking out of his home in cuffs. Chanakya had made sure that when he falls his competitors would also be falling down. The evidence would implicate Swami as well. This will make sure after the arrests, there would no rival families lunging for one another’s throats.
No turf wars. No war on the streets. Not until their sons grow up, which was still 10 years away.
10 years of peace.
Chanakya tried to squash the tiny shimmer of hope burning in his home. The Police had enough evidence to arrest him, he had given them evidence to arrest Swami. Why would his heart still think that the police spare him?
Because of the 10 million I dropped off at the inspector’s house.
It was hopeless though, the inspector’s reputation preceded him. Truthful and idealistic. He would use the money to implicate Chanakya even further.
He stopped eating, the last two pieces of the omelet looked unappetizing now. They looked dry. He was no longer hungry.
His breathing rate was rising, heart was beating faster.
Everything has ended.
He put his head down on the table and started crying.
An hour later he watched Police arrest Swami on the news. Not so ideal now inspector.
He is shining bright, but he won’t be burning out today.
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