He was silent for a long moment. “I’ve been working hard to let go of the past as well,” he finally said. “So I understand how it can creep up on you at the worst time.” She lifted a brow, surprised he’d admitted that much. “We should be able to let go, right? Considering how nice and peaceful it is here.” He nodded as he glanced around. “Yeah, nothing like the city, that’s for sure.” He lifted his brow. “It’s a bit ironic that we’re both relatively new to the area.” She remembered her first few weeks here and suppressed a shudder. She’d heard he’d moved here from Chandigarh. “I came from Amritsar, and let me tell you, that was a huge hurdle to overcome.” He laughed. “I can only imagine.”
She smiled despite herself. “Thankfully, Julie befriended me, and since she grew up here, the locals finally stopped treating me like an outsider.” Julie was working this weekend, or she would have had someone to hang out with. Someone other than Vikram. Not that she was complaining or anything. “I bet if we asked around, we’d find more transplant residents than those who were born here,” Vikram confided. The thought of people who were born and raised here made her think of poor Seema Singh According to Julie. The Singh’s had been here as long as she had. Her smile faded. “You might be right,” she agreed. Her cell phone rang, surprising her. She stared at the screen for a moment, tempted to let the call go to voice mail as she didn’t recognize the number. Reluctant curiosity compelled her to press the green button to answer. “Hello?”
“Sanjana? It’s me, Seema.” The woman was speaking so softly she could barely hear her. A shiver of apprehension rippled down her spine. “Seema? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” There was a loud crash followed by nothing but silence. Seema had hung up.
“Was that Seema Singh?” Vikram asked, each sense on the alert. At the point when she gestured, he attempted to resist the urge to panic. “What occurred?” Sanjana’s tormented look met his. “I don’t have the foggiest idea, yet I figure we should call the police.” He immediately turned the vessel back toward his wharf. “It is safe to say that you are certain? Perhaps she did anybody to realize she was calling you.” “She was talking though she didn’t need anybody to hear her. Be that as it may, at that point I heard an accident and afterwards— something horrendous has happened to her.” He understands where she was coming from. The dim wound around Annie’s wrist had uncovered a monstrous story despite her cases of tumbling off the yard. He’d seen a lot of aggressive behaviour at home situations. However, he couldn’t make sense of why the ladies didn’t only get out. He knew being a casualty was a piece of the cycle, accepting the person was going to change, believing that next time something very similar wouldn’t occur, yet it was all the while baffling. “Call 100 and send the agents over yonder in the event of some unforeseen issue.” He could hear Sanjana on the telephone, addressing Deputy police, clarifying Seema’s sudden call and the accident she’d heard. After she completed, she turned around toward him. “They said they’d send a crew out to look at things.” “That is acceptable,” he said as he pulled up close to his dock. “Hang tight for me to help you,” he forewarned. He made quick work of tying up the boat before giving her assistance. She brace strolled up the front yard at a fast pace. He followed not far behind. “Do you know where seema and Sandeep live?” she asked as they adjusted the house. He had an awful inclination about where this was going. “Indeed. They live in a little house in the forested areas. They don’t approach the lake, yet their home is tucked into the trees. I think Sandeep likes his protection.” Privacy that gave him a lot of chance to hit his better half without anybody catching. “Will you drive me there?” He would not like to because he was stressed over her security. Both Sandeep and Karan could be careless. However, how might he deny? In the case of anything, Sanjana may have the option to quiet Seema down on the off chance that she was disturbed since she’d set up a high affinity with the patient during her last visit. “I’ll drive you there,” he concurred. “In any case, we’re not going inside until the cops show up.” Sanjana appeared as though she needed to dissent. However, she didn’t utter a word as she slid into the front seat. He took the braces, stuffed them in the back, and at that point ran around to the driver’s side. “Rush,” Sanjana asked. He was at that point pushing as far as possible, yet he poked the gas pedal a piece more. “Take a stab at getting back to Seema back, check whether she answers.” Sanjana did as he recommended, yet nobody addressed because she dropped the telephone into her lap. “I don’t care for it,” she mumbled. “Something’s not right.” As he moved toward the south side of the lake, he heard the howl of alarms getting stronger. The crew sped past them, kicking up residue and rock, and he couldn’t resist feeling a liberating sensation. He could see just expectation and implore the representatives had arrived in time.