Tamas’s eyes stayed on the college ID for a few more seconds before he handed it to Raffy.
“Find everything about her.”
Raffy looked confused.
“Boss… why do you need her information?”
Silence.
Tamas adjusted his cuffs slowly, his expression unreadable.
Then he spoke in a calm, dangerous voice—
“Because people who enter the Land of Peace by coincidence… usually aren’t coincidences.”
Raffy stayed quiet.
Tamas looked toward the direction where Ritika had disappeared.
“And her eyes…”
A pause.
“They didn’t look lost.”
Another silence.
“They looked like they were hiding something.”
Raffy raised an eyebrow slightly.
“You think she’s connected to The Leave?”
Tamas finally took his gaze away from the distance.
“I don’t know yet.”
His voice turned colder.
“But in my world… curiosity keeps you alive.”
He started walking again.
“And instincts?”
A faint pause.
“They’ve never betrayed me.”
Raffy glanced at Tamas for a moment before speaking carefully.
“But what makes you so curious about her?”
Tamas stayed silent for a few seconds.
The cold wind moved past them again.
Then he replied quietly—
“Her eyes…”
A pause.
“And her name.”
Raffy frowned slightly.
“Her name?”
Tamas’s gaze darkened as he looked at the ID card once more.
Ritika
He repeated it slowly, almost like he was trying to remember something buried deep in his past.
Then, in a low voice—
“That surname shouldn’t be here.”
Raffy looked at the ID card and shrugged slightly.
“She’s Indian, boss.”
Tamas’s eyes remained fixed on the name.
“I know.”
His voice was calm… but distant.
Raffy frowned.
“Then what’s bothering you?”
A brief silence passed.
Then Tamas replied quietly—
“It’s not where she’s from.”
He slipped the ID card into his pocket.
“It’s the feeling that I’ve heard that name before.”
The wind passed between them once again.
And for the first time in years…
Tamas looked uncertain about something.
Tamas looked away from the ID card and started walking toward the car.
“Let’s go back.”
Raffy nodded immediately.
“Yes, boss.”
As the car doors closed, the silence between them grew heavier.
But Tamas’s mind was no longer on The Leave.
For some reason…
It kept returning to a girl in red holding a dupatta against the wind.
The car moved through the silent roads before finally stopping in front of the villa.
The massive gates opened slowly.
Guards lowered their heads the moment Tamas stepped out.
The villa stood calm under the night sky—cold, luxurious, untouchable.
Raffy followed behind him quietly.
Usually, Tamas returned with the same unreadable expression.
But tonight felt different.
His silence wasn’t calm.
It was distracted.
Tamas loosened his cuffs as he walked inside the villa.
And for the first time in a long while…
Someone had managed to stay on his mind longer than business.
Tamas walked into his room without saying a word.
The door shut behind him quietly.
A few minutes later, the sound of running water filled the silence.
After taking a shower, he stepped out, dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves slightly folded.
The city lights reflected through the glass walls of the villa.
Tamas picked up a glass of wine and sat down on the chair near the window.
Silent.
Still.
But his mind wasn’t.
For the first time since entering the Land of Peace…
His thoughts had nothing to do with war, betrayal, or The Leave.
Instead,—
A girl in red crossed his mind again.
The way the wind carried her dupatta.
The way her eyes met his without fear.
The way she said, “That’s none of your business.”
Tamas slowly swirled the wine in his glass.
Then, almost under his breath, he murmured—
“Who are you… Miss India?”
The night remained silent.
But somewhere inside that silence…
Curiosity had already begun.
But…
Why did Tamas feel connected to a name he barely knew?
Who exactly is Ritika Sanjay Rai?
And why did her eyes make a man like Tamas pause for the first time in years?
Most importantly…
Is “Miss India” just an ordinary girl caught in the wrong world…
or the beginning of a story that could change Tamas forever?
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