Sekhawat Mansion
"So finally today Rajendra Singh Sekhawat will be arriving near the J.J. Palace opened to meet the people of Jaipur who elected him again as their leader. Before he moved forward to appear in Delhi, this would be his first grand interaction after winning election." 
"Merda.  Cosa stanno facendo?" 
(Shit what are they doing?) Myra was speaking furiously after watching the news broadcast.
"Here comes again the Italian ghost from my wife." Ranvijay teased Myra when he saw her chanting different things in Italian.
"Jay, it's not a joke. Currently exposing any of our family members in such a large gathering is a fool's idea." This time Myra comes down English language.
"Myra, I understand your point of view. But just because Shaurya is alive, we cannot just keep on sitting idle." Ranvijay held Myra's shoulder to calm her down.
"Jay..." Before she could finish her next words Ranvijay got a call on his cell phone. He moved out with it whereas Myra went to her room.
She was having a gut feeling that today Shaurya would definitely strike back in the gathering and thus they would be having a big chance to end his story. 
While going through her stuff she brought out her documents and checked thoroughly. No matter what, she won't be able to stay back for long. Three more days were left to wind up her story from here. For the last few days Arthur didn't ask her anymore about her return plan. He understood how badly the question hurt her every time. But that didn't mean she would be happily living here making their marriage a happily ever after.
The reality and the depth of the situation dawned upon her when she heard her phone buzzing. Picking up the call she looked at the unknown number. 
"Hello, Myra here...."
"I know. Tell me something that I don't know." The hissing voice was like a hot lead inside Myra's ears. She was just jotting down the points in her head to handle the situation before it spread like a fire.
"Oh...dear... The thing you don't know is your death knocking at your doorstep."
"Such a wild bitch. I believe Ranvijay enjoys every night with you." Shaurya's licking sound and shameless words were making Myra crazy. But she knew one wrong step from her side and the story would be finished.
"Unfortunately this wild bitch can claw your heart out without letting your dear daddy hear a single cry of yours." She kept her tone normal to reply with a hard smack.
"Heard your dear father in law is going to address the people of Jaipur. I just hope this doesn't end up being his last journey or last speech." 
Myra kept her lips sealed for a certain time before exploding. She tried her level best not to scream. Shaurya was pulling his string to bring her down.
"I am sure this would be your last call to any of the members of the Sekhawat and Solanki family. Trust, even death would be scary to touch you." 
Myra disconnected the call immediately, once she finished her words. This time Shaurya went too far, making her blood boil. She knew he was after Ranvijay but today he had threatened her with Rajendra's life. 
Myra started packing a few things for further plans. She knew Shaurya would definitely let her come to an agreement. In the pool of numerous people who would be gathered in an open ground, killing a person is not a big matter in India. But what was required at that time was a negotiation. 
"Myra, Bhai is calling you in his study." Randhir's sudden voice made her jump at her place. 
Randhir became too shocked seeing her reaction. She had never reacted in that way. Among all of them she had the calmest composure.
"Are you ok?" Randhir asked again.
"Yes, absolutely." Myra tried to convince him.
Randhir and Myra came down to Ranvijay's study where he was pacing like a maniac.
"Listen, we need to talk." Myra and Ranvijay both threw their words at the same time, once she got inside the room.
They both had their stacked up thoughts and decisions.
"Listen Jay, you go with your father. I need to....." Myra was cut in between her sentences. 
"Track down Shaurya right? Since when did you get the audacity to order me?" Ranvijay was fuming with rage.
Shaurya didn't only call Myra, but he had called Ranvijay too. His communication with Ranvijay made his blood boil too. 
Ranvijay remembered what Shaurya exactly told him.
"If you can then save your little sexy wife. Or else she would be spreading her legs every time I want."
If Shaurya would be there in front of him, he wouldn't mind putting every single bullet in his head. But that son of a b***He spoke something over the phone. He knew it was deliberately done to make him angry. People make rash decisions being blinded with anger and ego. 
"It's not about audacity Jay. It's about taking a rational decision." Myra tried to overpower him.
"Oh. I forget that only you can think rationally. I am definitely an impulsive jerk. Right Myra?" Ranvijay lost his sanity and his temperament. He would never allow anyone to touch Myra. And Shaurya was expecting her so he must stop her from going there.
"Jay. Have you lost your mind?" Myra took some steps forward.
"Bhai, bhabisa you both are just doing the same that the bastard has expected. You are fighting with each other. Please, sit calmly to sort it out."
Randhir had to speak in between them seeing the situation going beyond his hand. 
"Your brother needs some temperament control treatment or advice from Randhir. He is losing his sanity frequently."
Before Ranvijay could reply back Randhir held his hand to guide him to sit. 
"Bhai, please calm down. I know what Shaurya said. I would not allow Bhabisa to go there." Randhir assured that part. The phone was on speaker and Randhir heard every single word of Shaurya.
Losing her patience, Myra shouted.
"What the hell Randhir? Your brother allowed his father to attend a public gathering even after knowing the vulnerability of the situation. Now you are telling me that I should leave Shaurya?" 
She was unable to understand one single fact why none was listening to her. She told them to avoid any bigger celebration or public appearances before taking down Shaurya. But they and their pride never bothered to give it a thought. She couldn't even tell them that she was running out of time as she had to leave for Italy.
The room became an example of bureaucracy. The ambience looked more like some UNO headquarters where people from different countries started putting their points to prove their stance. Things kept on going from one place to another without agreeing on a single point. Neither Ranvijay was ready to leave Shaurya, nor was Myra ready to let Ranvijay go behind Shaurya.
"Fine. Myra. I will take Randhir with me. You would first go with dad. Then you would join us." Ranvjiay literally gave an order.
"Last time you both went behind Shaurya and you ended up with three fucking bullets Ranvjiay." Myra couldn't help but point out his past encounter.
"So you want to say that I am not eligible?" Ranvjiay spat his words.
"I am saying that let me handle him this time." Myra begged but he ignored her.
She knew it wouldn't be possible to convince him. The only way to win the situation would be listening to him. Once she would get the access to go out she would turn her car to join Randhir and Ranvijay.
"Fine. Let's draw a plan then." Myra agreed for the time being.
"Call up Shaurya." Randhir spoke.
Myra dialed the last number of Shaurya from where she received the call.
After a few rings Shaurya picked up the call.
"I knew you won't sit idle. Now tell me what you have to offer." Shaurya was on fire.
"I want to meet you alone." Myra was calm.
"You will get the place and time baby." Shaurya disconnected the call immediately after speaking those words.
Ranvjiay's clenched jaw depicted how much he hated Shaurya's annotations "baby" for Myra. Randhir was fisting his hands too.
Myra was still wondering how to solve the entire situation.
Once they came up with a clear plan, three of them arrived in the hall to call up the rest of the family members.
Arjun was informed about the situation and he secured Solanki palace. Ragini and Mayabati were kept away. Arjun decided to stay back for further actions. He sent a group of men for Ranvjiay.
Rajendra arrived with a bunch of questions but the moment his eyes landed on Myra's features he became almost stupor. He had never seen her that much disturbed. They knew one or two traitors were left and there was a high chance that traitors were still roaming under their noses. 
Deep in her mind Myra was restless. She was ignoring every possible negative outcome but to her surprise she was only getting negative signals from her brain. Drowned in her own black thoughts she felt an anxiety inside. A fear of losing something or a fear of seeing something unseen. Her trained eyes and ears kept on searching for every single unknown threat. But she was failing badly to uncover the truth.
She kept on asking in her mind what exactly she was missing. Who exactly was left to be doubted? 
One Hour Later
One text message arrived in Myra's phone with an address that seemed quite known to Ranvjiay. It was the same place where once Ranvjiay had a small fight with Shaurya. He never told anyone that after hearing Ragini's condition he went on confronting Shaurya. He was told that Ragini was barely his stepping stone. On that day he didn't kill him thinking of the bloodshed that might arrive in between two major gangs. But this time he would make sure that Shaurya regretted his birth. 
Myra took her phone and walked towards her room. After Ranvjiay she would leave for Rajendra's public appearance too. 
"Hey, don't get mad at me." Ranvijay hugged Myra before leaving. He came inside the room to grab his pistol and other stuff. Myra was wearing her signature black dress with two Italian pistols tucked behind her back.
"I am not Jay. Promise me you will come back no matter what." Myra hugged him back. She knew the turmoil won't stop but she had to.
"I will. No matter what, a Rajput never forgets his promise. We fulfil our every promise that we make."
Saying that he pecked her lips and placed a kiss on her forehead. Myra felt some tears at the corner of her eyes but she didn't dare to let that flow. 
Ranvjiay left and Myra with a long deep breath started taking her things. She put her important documents in a bag in case she needed to use her identity to convince foreign ministry or the gathered reporters that she had legal documents to live here. Even during the election she had faced questions on her identity. Whether she had real paper or a visa. Arvind did everything to throw her away from here.
Coming down she noticed Rajendra with a tensed face. He was about to say something when Myra spoke.
"We would go in different cars. Let them think you are alone." 
Reporters gathered at that ground. Live telecast started over different new channels. Arthur already called her multiple times asking for different feedback. Every time she assured him to watch some news. Sylvia decided to take control this time and made Arthur promise to not kill another translator. They rooted in front of the giant screen. The situation inside the Moretti mansion got tense. 
Rajendra got inside the car followed by three cars filled with security. Myra waited for sometimes to make it look natural. Once she reached the garage her eyes shot up.
"Fuck. Did you just take my car Jay?" Myra scoffed badly.
Ranvijay's car was left. She immediately understood the plan. Shaurya was expecting her so to make it natural Ranvijay took Myra's car. They all knew traitors were left who were watching over them. Once Myra's car would be out Shaurya would be informed. So definitely Ranvijay did a nice manipulation by taking Myra's car. The informer would surely inform Shaurya but Ranvijay would come out from the car turning the tables. 
"You are f**king crazy Jay." Myra mumbled mentally.
The moment her feet took a forward step a gust of wind stopped her. She felt like stepping for the last time from this palace. She felt a heavy stone placed on her heart. Why was she feeling that? She would finish it off. 
The moment her hand reached the door of the car to open a voice called her from behind. She was not interested in carrying on any more bitter conversation with the woman. Since she had arrived she saw her mother in law with a sad face only. She was not willing to leave after having a fight. She thought to deny and leave but the voice had something to stop her. It was unusual and her mother in law, Nandini called her with a difficulty in her voice.
"Myra, listen."