A Rain To Quench All Thirst

Day 3 Morning- Gaekwad Mansion

As Milind was going through some paper work in his office, his private phone, a number which only few select were privy to, rang. He looked distractedly from his paperwork towards the phone and the pen slipped from his fingers. He swallowed hard, as the phone rang, twice, thrice and a fourth time. His hands shivering in tension, he picked up the call.

"Milind beta....." the voice was chilling. It never failed to give him the creeps. "You did not come to meet me after you got released from prison?" he could hear her breath, as she spoke slowly and deliberately. Milind closed his eyes trying to regain his composure.

"Neither did you come to meet me, when I was in prison?" he retorted, his voice composed, though his heartbeat was anything but calm.

Brihannala's eyes narrowed. Milind talking back to her? Her nostrils flared just slightly. "Is that Milind or Mrityunjay talking?" she snapped, sarcasm oozing from her tone.