Can you mend my broken heart?

While everyone was busy in their own world, David watched the video captured by Akira all over again. Then as if lightning had struck him, he immediately called up his middle man.

"Hello"

"Hello, Resner. David here."

"Yes, tell me."

"Can you call up the woman, whom you had called up this afternoon again? We need her bank records for more proof."

"Anything else that you need to extract?"

"As of now, that would be all."

"I do not need to call her for that. Why do you think I have hired the hackers in my team for."

Resner smiled as he spoke.

"Ok, then that's even better. I need to check if there are any wired transactions from an alias account. I need to get a hold of that alias account and see where all this money has gone from the alias account."

"I didn't get you."

"Well now that we are collecting proof, then why collect just one. I want to trace the main source and find out who else is being played. That will give us an idea of who all should we watch out."

"I got it. Hold on for a couple of hours. We will get the job done."

"Wait a second."

"I just have one concern. As you try to trace the source, is there any chance that it will tip off the account holder? I mean when you backtrace, is there a chance of the process to ping and hit an IP that will cause an alert."

"Since when you have become aware of all this stuff."

David blushed a bit because of the complement and said,

"Well, I have been surrounded by some smart people. So I tend to pick up the stuff."

"Haha, good for you man. Hang in there for some time. Let my men pull the information for you."

"Thanks, Resner."

David disconnected the call and then went back into deep thoughts. The fact that he was unaware as to why Sebastian hated Akira to this extent, bothered him like hell. No matter how much he tried to dig about Akira and her past, her parents, Vikram's family, nothing helped. Nothing at all.

He could never map from Sebastian's talks, which aspect of Akira he hated the most. There was no chance to tap his mobile phone as it was a private number and he used a Vertu System for double protection. 

So after racking her brain endlessly, he picked up his phone and called up Oshana.

"Hello."

"Hello, Dr. Oshana"

"Hello, David. Everything all right?"

She was a bit scared too see his call such late, dead in the night. She had no clue that he was aware of everything and that he was working with Akira and as he hung around Sebastian a lot, she always assumed him to be his man.

David was well aware of it and he was just trying to take advantage of that.

"Nothing much, Mr. Sebastian had just asked me to check with you if everything is going as per the plan."

"He told you about me?"

Dr. Oshana asked all surprised.

"Well, I am his key man. What do you expect? I was well aware of it from day one."

"I see."

She replied, but he could sense that her voice sounded all low.

"Yes, everything is going just like the way he wants. How can anything happen other than the way he wants."

"Well, that's true. Not even a leaf can fall from a tree without that man's permission."

David said and chuckled and then said,

"But I am really not sure what will he gain from all this. He is such a confusing man."

"He is a sick person David. You have no idea what all dirt lies inside of him. The day you will get to know about his true self, I think you will be repulsed enough to walk out from his team."

"What are you talking about Doctor?"

Realizing that she had spoken way too much than necessary, Dr. Oshana tried to retract.

"I am just saying."

"Well, I understand that part well. I am not sure why he always drags out innocent people and punishes them."

"What are you talking about?"

Dr. Oshana asked all scared, worried about the fact if David knew what had exactly happened between her and Sebastian.

"Take that girl Akira for instance. He got snipers allocated for her to finish her off. I don't get it at all. Why would he even do such a thing?"

"Well, I am not sure about that. But apparently, he loathes her. No loath isn't the right word, I sensed a bit of fear in him once, during a random discussion with some man over the phone."

"Fear? Why would he be scared of Akira? There are hundreds of people who are a constant threat to his life because of what and where he is. But I haven't known him to be scared of anyone else."

"Well, don't ask me the reason. For even I don't know the answer to it myself."