Turhan knotted his brows " I'm not born yesterday. I know these people kill their trusted person when they needed, but not the one whom they needed." His tone was stern as if he wanted to remind Maaz that he too once had been a player in the game of politics.
Maaz narrowed his eyes and then looked at him quietly " So you think I have ordered to kill him. Do you really think that the one who is behind his murder is me" the only question he wanted to ask by beating around the bush, Maaz said it directly.
He hesitated for a moment. He averted his gaze and turned his face towards the TV " If the black business gets loss because of his death then Cyrus also get loss, the only reason behind his stable position in politics is his black business. Now tell me who will get the benefit from Aku's death? Then? "
" Listen to me " Maaz addressed him in a stern voice. Turhan sensed the displeasure in his voice and turned to look at him
" Do you know that I have been a party member for five years but the seniors and other members of the party call me Maaz'Am ( Am means Almighty, which is used for someone who held a higher position and power) You know why? Because I earn this respect not snatched from someone else. If I had to weaken him like this, I would have done it long ago, he is nothing more than a thorn in my way which I can easily throw away from my way and you know it very well " he said in a slow voice almost like a whispering, he kept respect for the person who was sitting beside him but the hardness of the words was so clear.
He nodded in agreement, Maaz's dark-brown eyes and his tone always made him remember his father. He was scary just like his great grandfather
" So are you giving her a divorce?" Sensing the temperature getting hot, he tried to change the topic, but it seemed that the topic he chose was worse than the previous topic, and regretted for choosing it.
Maaz glared at him, the displeasure that was in his words before was now also visible in his eyes. " Yes of course! And now I don't want to see her even for a second. She is unbearable for me " his tone was filled with bitterness while talking about his wife
" you should have to think about it for once " Words tumbled stupidly out of his mouth, he really want to end this topic. This topic will only make him more scarier than before.
Maaz arched his brows in disbelief " Think about What ?? About that woman " he asked in disbelief
" Maaz she is your wife. It is important to have perfect marriage life for a politician " Turhan cursed his tongue, it was not in his control today
Talking about his woman ' no more ' only made him lose his control on his words and the respect that he was keeping from the start
" If she is my wife, then she has to be just my wife, not my mother. You know what she wants me to be her slave and dance to her tune "
Maaz pointed his index finger on his chest " I'm Maaz Gabriel Grayson, not someone's puppet, I don't dance to anyone's tune. Maaz is made to rule the world. NO ONE …No one in this world can rule over the Maaz, especially a woman. Never! " Maaz said roughly and stood up.
The old man also didn't think it good to discuss this topic further. Maaz buttoned his coat " I, myself will conduct a secret investigation of this Aku murder case. I also want to meet this extraordinary killer before the police"
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He was sitting in the study scanning the documents that were lying in front of him. His phone beeped as someone send him an email, he checked his phone and then again got busy with files. A soft knock echoed on the other side of the door " Come in " he said without shifting his attention to the door.
A man came inside, he was wearing a black T-shirt with blue jeans, and his hair was curly almost looking like a nest settled on his head. he stopped a little far from his table and waited for his words.
Maaz glanced at him and said, " Say? "
" I found out about the person who is behind Aku Murder
" He said, his eyes shining in excitement, he was impatiently waiting to tell the news that he got.
" Ok, go and tell grandfather whatever you know about it. I'm sure his mind will be clear from my side after that " He said carelessly, he didn't even glance at him for once. he was now writing some main points on the notepad from the documents.
" Before that, I want to tell you something about the killer on which you won't believe," he said excitingly
" Oh! you mean his murder done by a ghost because it's probably something on which I won't believe " Maaz said his eyes were now staring at his laptop screen that was currently showing him his speech's main points.
" No No! Sir his killer is not a ghost a girl is his murderer " He said
Maaz looked at him " So what ? Women are also working with men shoulder by shoulder in every field. What is So surprising in it ? " he said and again got busy with the documents.
" Surprising thing is that she is eighteen or maybe nineteen years old girl," he said and waited for his response
Maaz's pen stuck in its way as he was writing some main points on a notepad. He gazed at him " A denarian? " he asked to confirm it.
" Yes, she killed Aku too brutally " he confirmed it
"Did she start training after getting birth? by the way, it was not very surprising on which I wouldn't believe. This is the world anything can be possible in here. " he said and a soft chuckle escaped from his lips
" No sir she was not trained, that person who was with her and help her was trained that person didn't leave any proof nor she did any mistake but this little girl did " he stated
" Such as? " Maaz said while playing with the pen
" She regularly bought and ate something from Dalai Street shops and restaurants to know about his activities, without disguising herself and the flat she rented to keep eye on him, she wrote her real name ' Zoha ' in the name section and her current address in previous address section in its agreement papers. I'm glad that we found her before the police and temporarily hid it from them " he explained
" Ok then bring her to the basement, I really want to meet this naive little killer " Maaz smirked