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 41.  Climax Within three months, all the media frenzy subsided and was completely forgotten. The same store was once again being featured grandly in television advertisements. It was said that the store owner had become close with the Commissioner and the relevant government minister, and the issue had been settled amicably. Only the unnecessary middlemen who got caught were in jail. Siddharth contacted me once more from Dubai through Amsavalli. "What happened?" he asked. I cut the call and told Amsavalli, "Look, my phone is being monitored. So, no communication. And one more thing, nothing happened that day. The police arrived too soon, and everything collapsed. Don't contact me for a while." Since then, she had stopped contacting me. Through the Commissioner's wife, I received my share of ten "K" in cash. She herself had introduced me to people who could handle the intricacies of legally accounting for it, so it was easily settled without anyone...

40 A Flashback "What is it, Raja? You're the one who's always 'busy, busy' when I call, and now you've called me? What do you need?" I looked at the Commissioner's wife with deep affection. "I'm caught in a problem," I said, explaining in detail from the party to Siddharth's plan. Even in orgasm, she had never been so engrossed. She listened with her mouth open. "Do such parties really happen?" Her question held both surprise and longing. Realizing that if I let it go, the conversation would head in a different direction, leading to preparing for the next round, I said, "I have an idea to get out of this. If you want... you can use your husband to help me. At the same time, he'll also get a lot of recognition. What do you say?" I asked pleadingly. For the next few minutes, she was on the phone with the Commissioner. He knew about our situation. I had mentioned to you earlier about him getting me out of a polic...

  Me This time, the door wasn't knocked; it sounded like it was being rammed open, as if they had decided to break it down. The faces of those inside showed increased panic. The manager gave the tray and the velvet pouch on the table to the person who had come in, whispering, "Hey, hide this, hide this." There were no shelves or holes in the wall to hide anything in that room. It was an empty room with a single light in the middle, a table, and a sofa. That was it. With no other option, the manager tried to slip it into the newcomer's pants pocket, but while he was trying to resist, I started shouting, "Sir... help me! Help me!" The moment my voice was heard outside, the door was rammed open loudly. In a panic, one of the bodyguards abruptly opened the door and tried to run out. Unaware that an entire force was waiting outside, he was caught the instant he stepped out. The police force that entered saw my naked state. They immediately picked up the clothes...

They The manager's eyes widened abruptly when the salesman spoke. Rajan showed no significant reaction. The manager told the salesman to count again, and he put all the stones back on the tray, picked them up one by one, placed them in the velvet pouch, and counted. "There are only nineteen, sir," he said, his voice slightly trembling. A slight agitation was visible on Rajan's face, but he didn't show it much, saying casually, "Maybe there were only that many?" "No, sir. Everything is accounted for. We check before bringing them out. Please stand up. We need to check you," he said. "Who are you saying you need to check? Do you know who I am?" Rajan shouted. "Sir, this is just a formality. We brought them out for you. So, please cooperate," the manager said, his voice firm. Rajan spread both his arms and said, "Come on, check me." He patted him down, reached into all his pockets, and checked. "Are you trying t...