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“You know nothing about their ways,” I scoffed.
“And you do?”
“Yes,” I said proudly. “I spent the past nine years helping my brother hunt down the people who were misusing our lands. Don’t worry about me, Veer. I can take care of myself. But that was a good idea. You drive back and tell Bhai Sa what’s happening.”
“I’m not leaving you alone here with those men, Isha,” he snarled.
“Fine! Then stay out of my way and make sure you don’t get us caught,” I snapped.
Why did men just assume women - especially chubbier women - were weak and helpless? I didn’t need Veer to keep me safe. I could save my own ass and his if it came to that. What did a playboy prince like him even know about tracking smugglers in the desert?
“Isha, even if you’re leading a double life as a secret agent, it does not make sense for us to go after those men because they are six armed and desperate men, and we are just two pampered royals.”
“You might be a pampered royal,” I scoffed. “I’m anything but. And we’re not alone, Veer. We have Basanti.”
“Who’s Basanti?” he asked nonplussed.
Instead of replying, I bent and raised both our seats.
“Give me some light,” I ordered.
When he turned on the torch on his phone, I unlatched the lid to the secret compartment under the seats and pulled out my best friend and protector - the Sig Sauer MCX Rattler, a compact, full-powered automatic assault rifle.
“Say hello to Basanti,” I announced, grabbing some ammo and loading her in a smooth move.
“Is that even legal?” gasped Veer.
“Don’t be stupid,” I snapped. “Nothing about this situation is remotely legal. Not those men creeping up to the border. Or the fact that they are using our land as a landing stage for smuggling drugs and arms into the country. And definitely not the trail of blood that follows my family around like a shadow.”
“So what’s your big plan here? Are you going to pick those men off like a sniper?”
“Don’t tempt me,” I muttered darkly. “Basanti is our insurance against trouble.”
“And you see nothing disturbing about having such a close relationship with your gun that you refer to it as a person?”
“Hey, it is a she! And you don’t want to piss her off,” I retorted, slinging her over my shoulder by the strap. “Follow me and don’t make a sound.”
I tightened my scarf around my face and gestured to Veer to do the same before I fell to the ground and began to commando crawl my way in the direction the smugglers had taken. Veer groaned as he dropped down and followed my lead. Within minutes, we were both coated with sand.
“I’ve got sand in my butt crack,” grumbled Veer when we stopped to catch our breaths.
“It’ll wash off, Laajwanti,” I said absently, as I trained my binoculars on the trespassers. “We need to get close enough to get clear pictures. But we can’t get too close.”
“How close is too close?” he asked drily.
I turned around to scowl at him.
“Just stop when I say stop. And stay behind me,” I snapped when he tried to crawl ahead.
“No. I’m going to take point,” he declared, crawling past me.
“For fuck’s sake, enough with the macho act. You have no idea what you’re dealing with!”
“Use your BFF if they catch me,” he quipped.
Then he turned around and shot me a questioning look.
“You do know how to use it, right?”
