The opportunity.

"You are right." Mike said.

"Don't worry too much." Alena said as she was about to turn the light off but Mike stopped her.

"Don't you want me to sleep on that sofa?" Mike asked.

"You deserve the bed today. But I am way too tired to switch to that sofa so let's keep the extra cushions in between and sleep." Alena said and kept the cushions in between and fell asleep.

After a while Alena was in sleep but Mike...he still was processing.... He realised that everyone was saying that he isn't guilty. But why does only her saying made him really believe it? After thinking for almost two hours, Mike gave up thinking and poked on Alena's shoulder asking "Alena, are you sleeping?"

As Alena was really asleep she didn't gave answer but Mike was so curious that he poked her several time which irritated her and resulted in waking her up.

"Mike, its 2:30...if your reason is not good to wake me up not only will you sleep on that sofa, you will sleep with punch marks!" Alena said as she doesn't like her sleeping being disturbed by someone.

"Well...you can punch me. But answer this though. How am I not guilty? I mean as a brother I have responsibility to protect my sister but I was unable to fullfill that responsibility...doesn't that make me guilty?" Mike asked with a sad expression. His eyes were showing the pain and curiousity that he was having in his heart.

Though Alena was really mad at Mike to wake her up from her good sleep but seeing such an expression Alena found herself defeated and she just sat up, thought for some seconds and said.

"Mike, do you know what a brother is to a girl?" Alena asked.

"No..." Mike said

Alena was expecting that. To make Mike believe that he is not guilty at all she thought for a second, took a deep breath and said.

"A brother is...a guy that she trusts the most after her father. You know a brother might be irritating, annoying and a teasing one but he would also be the one to help even in the smallest matters. He is the guy who would be there always saying "I am here for you." You know really less girls are lucky to be a princess without a castle but a knight always there. I know, for you Melisa was a princess you were just a little late...but you are here at right time to do the right thing so stop overthinking and just think how you are going to do this mission." Alena said as she patted his shoulder.

Hearing her words, Mike was feeling at ease..after a while he finally fell asleep. Seeing Mike asleep Alena took a sigh of relief and she fell asleep too.

"Sigh brother... you seriously think too much. Well... I don't really know who that girl is but she is right. You should focus on mission...and give him the same pain I felt..The pain that is felt by thousands of girls but was suppressed due to fear, fear of what will happen? What will others say?" A girl's voice could be heard.

"Hmm...I will try my best my dear sister."

"Thank you bro...now need to go..."

"Milly!.." Mike said as he woke up from his sleep.

This was the first time that Mike had seen such a dream... It was strange but a good strange... he didn't think much about the dream but went back to sleeping again. Which was weird as it was 5:00 am already in the morning. It was technically his time to wake up... but he wanted to sleep...

Morning, at 9:00am Alena came downstairs.

Just when Alena came downstairs Austin & Sam asked her "What have you done to Mike? He is sleeping till 9:00....which is seriously something impossible."

"Hmm... maybe it is the place. Now move out of the way." Alena said as she pushed the guys and went to the kitchen.

Austin & Sam really were confused...

Near 10:30 Mike woke up and came downstairs.

"Morning...." Austin said

"Morning!" Mike responded

"You must be feeling weird..." Sam said.

"No. Why would I?" Mike asked.

"You slept till 10:30..." Sam said

Though Mike wanted to explain this stuff but didn't and went upstairs again to do research.

It had been a week that the team was only just living in that home... until now they couldn't find out how to give the 'signal'?

On one fine morning Sam was looking at internet but one thing caught his eyes and he called Mike.

"MIKE! MIKE! COME HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!" Sam shouted from the living room.

"What happened? Why are you shouting like crazy?" Mike said as he came downstairs.

"Look at this!" Sam said as he turned the screen of his laptop towards Mike.

Mike took a second and read what was written on the screen.

"Make a resume." Mike said as he read an ad about a vacant post of an editor in Black Pen publications.

Just like WOSDA, Golden Book had a company too, it was a publishing company. This company was the opportunity which was supposed to be taken by our team and now there was this post which was the perfect thing needed. Sam made a resume as soon as possible and sent it to the company email.

After two days, a reply came from the company. It was for interview. Mike got ready in the morning, he looked as if he was a perfect editor material with his dressing and looks.

"All the best!" Alena said as Mike was about to go downstairs.

Mike left the home with a hope to get success in the first step of his plan.

This mission was not just a fight for justice for her sister, it was also the fight for justice for a lot of other girls who had gone through the same pain. But yes, for Mike it was a fight for his family as well.

It was not just one rape that made Melisa do suicide, it was the one month of physical and mental torture that made her lose her life. The year 2013 was not the year in which only Mike's sister suffered....it was the year of Angelo's Trends company suffering year as well. This suffer was because of this agency as well. The Angel's Trends went bankrupt just because a case was filed against the rapist. Though we cannot compare these two pains but it still was something hurting to Mike. Today, he was here to give the same pain. But right now he only focused on his first step which was to pass the interview and get in the company. With this thought, he finally went inside the company taking a deep breath and keeping his confidence.