(London – 2:00 AM)

Royal hotel ki lights dheere-dheere band ho rahi thi.

Guests ja chuke the.

Music khatam ho chuka tha.

Lekin ballroom ke bahar ek aadmi abhi bhi khada tha.

Atishay Kapoor.

Uski nazrein usi entrance par tiki hui thi...

Jahan se kuch der pehle woh mysterious masked girl gayab hui thi.

Uske dimaag mein baar-baar wahi scene repeat ho raha tha.

Black gown...

Silver mask...

Aur mask ke peeche chhupi woh gehri aankhen.

Atishay ne dheere se apne assistant ki taraf dekha.

Atishay:

"Find her."

Assistant ek second ke liye chup raha.

Assistant:

"Sir... we already checked the entire hotel."

Atishay ki expression bilkul nahi badli.

Atishay:

"Then check it again."

Assistant:

"Yes, sir."

───

(Hotel – Security Room)

Security room mein dozens of CCTV screens chal rahi thi.

Ballroom...

Lobby...

Garden...

Corridors...

Terrace...

Parking area...

Hotel entrance...

Atishay har screen ko bina palak jhapkaye dekh raha tha.

Assistant alag-alag camera angles check kar raha tha.

Kuch der baad usne ek footage par pause kiya.

Assistant:

"Sir... I think this is her."

Screen par Simran aur Emily ballroom se bahar nikalti hui nazar aa rahi thi.

Atishay turant screen ke paas gaya.

Atishay:

"Pause."

Footage freeze ho gayi.

Silver mask...

Black gown...

Aur mask ke neeche se nazar aati hui aankhen.

Atishay kuch seconds tak screen ko dekhta raha.

Phir dheere se bola—

Atishay:

"Zoom in."

Assistant ne footage zoom ki.

Lekin image blur ho gayi.

Assistant:

"Sir, mask ki wajah se face properly visible nahi hai."

Atishay ki nazar screen se nahi hati.

Atishay:

"Face nahi chahiye.wo khud chaiye."

Assistant ne uski taraf dekha.

Atishay ne screen par uski aankhon ki taraf ishara kiya.

Atishay:

"Her eyes."

Assistant ne footage enhance karne ki koshish ki.

Lekin result clear nahi tha.

Atishay ne apni jaw tighten ki.

Atishay:

"Save every frame where she's visible."

Assistant:

"Yes, sir."

───

(One Hour Later)

Hotel security team ne entrance se lekar parking area tak ki saari footage collect kar li.

Atishay ek-ek frame dekh raha tha.

Kabhi woh garden mein dikh rahi thi...

Kabhi corridor mein...

Kabhi ballroom mein...

Lekin har jagah uska face mask ke peeche tha.

Atishay ne ek footage par pause kiya.

Simran entrance ke paas khadi thi.

Us waqt usne ek pal ke liye apna face thoda side kiya tha.

Atishay ki aankhen screen par tik gayi.

Atishay:

"Enhance this."

Assistant ne footage enhance ki.

Kuch seconds baad bhi face completely clear nahi hua.

Sirf aankhen aur face ka halka sa portion visible tha.

Assistant dheere se bola—

Assistant:

"Sir... this is all we have."

Atishay screen ko dekhta raha.

Phir bahut calmly bola—

Atishay:

"Then it's enough to know that she was here."

Assistant ne confuse hokar poocha—

Assistant:

"Sir, but we still don't know who she is."

Atishay uski taraf mudta hai.

Atishay:

"That's why we're going to find out."

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(Hotel Records Department)

Kuch der baad Atishay aur uski security team hotel ke private records room mein the.

Guest registrations...

Invitation records...

Security logs...

Event passes...

Sab kuch check kiya ja raha tha.

Assistant ne ek file kholi.

Assistant:

"Sir, almost all the guests are identified."

Atishay file ki taraf dekhta hai.

Assistant:

"But there were several special invitations sent through different organizations."

Atishay turant uski taraf dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"Which organizations?"

Assistant records check karta hai.

Assistant:

"Business houses... royal associations... private clubs..."

Wo ek aur document kholta hai.

Assistant:

"And a few universities."

Atishay ki aankhon mein halki si interest aati hai.

Atishay:

"Universities?"

Assistant:

"Yes, sir."

Atishay kuch seconds tak sochta hai.

Phir screen par Simran ki CCTV image dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"Find out which universities were invited."

Assistant:

"Yes, sir."

───

(Several Hours Later)

London ki subah ho chuki thi.

Atishay abhi bhi office mein tha.

Uski desk par dozens of files padi thi.

Different universities...

Different guest lists...

Different invitation records...

Lekin koi definite information nahi.

Assistant ek file lekar andar aata hai.

Assistant:

"Sir."

Atishay uski taraf dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"Anything?"

Assistant file table par rakhta hai.

Assistant:

"We narrowed it down."

Atishay file kholta hai.

Assistant:

"The girl entered through a university invitation."

Atishay ki nazar file par tik jaati hai.

Atishay:

"Which university?"

Assistant kuch seconds chup rehta hai.

Assistant:

"We're still verifying that."

Atishay file band kar deta hai.

Uske chehre par frustration clearly dikhne lagti hai.

Atishay:

"You're telling me you spent the entire night..."

Wo assistant ki taraf dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"...and you still don't have her name?"

Assistant dheere se sir jhuka deta hai.

Assistant:

"No, sir."

Atishay kuch seconds tak chup rehta hai.

Phir uski nazar desk par rakhi CCTV photo par jaati hai.

Us mysterious girl ki aankhen...

Atishay ke lips par halki si smile aati hai.

Atishay:

"I don't need her name."

Assistant uski taraf dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"Not yet."

Wo photo uthata hai.

Atishay:

"I need to know where she came from."

Assistant samajh jaata hai.

Assistant:

"And then?"

Atishay photo ko dekhta hua dheere se bolta hai—

Atishay:

"Then I'll find the door that leads to her.

───

(Later That Evening)

Atishay apne penthouse ki balcony mein khada tha.

Neeche poora London roshniyon se jagmaga raha tha.

Uske haath mein wahi CCTV photograph thi.

Us ladki ka face ab bhi hidden tha.

Naam unknown.

Address unknown.

Identity unknown.

Lekin Atishay ke liye ek cheez bilkul clear thi—

He had to find her.

Wo dheere se photograph ko dekhta hai.

Atishay:

"I don't know your name..."

Ek pause.

Atishay:

"I don't know your story..."

Uski aankhon mein determination aa jaata hai.

Atishay:

"But I'll find you."

THE SEARCH HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN.

To Be Continued... ❤️‍🔥