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“Just do it, Ranvijay. Do it for your precious Isha, if you won’t do it for me. Tell him I don’t care about anything my wife’s father ever did. And tell him I’m retiring from politics for good.”
Ranvijay turned dead serious.
“What the hell is going on, Veer? I thought you were doing this for your people. You can’t give up on the first obstacle, buddy. Politics is a very long game, and voters have very short memories. We’ll find a way to get you elected.”
“I do want to help my people, Ranvijay. But not at Isha’s cost. I will never sacrifice my queen, no matter what. But I do have another plan. Meet me at Dheer’s house in twenty minutes. But first call Raman Chandel and give him the good news.”
“No, thank you. I’ll wait until I hear your new plan,” he said drily. “You might be in a mood to burn your boats and bridges, but I’m far more cautious.”
“Fine, then I’ll see you at Trikhera Palace.”
I asked the chauffeur to take me to Dheer’s house, and when I got there, Dheer and Ranvijay were waiting for me in the study.
“What’s the plan?” asked Dheer.
I didn’t respond to him directly.
“Did you guys know that the Goels are descended from a notorious bandit who lived in the early 1800s?” I asked instead.
“Thank you for the history lesson, but I thought we were here to discuss battle plans,” said Ranvijay sarcastically.
“Patience, idiot,” I said, with a smile. “As I was saying, he terrorised these areas in the nineteenth century, and guessed who managed to stop him?”
“Does this have anything to with that armada you mentioned?”
“How did you ever become a lawyer, dumb ass? Donation seat?” I asked, with a hard eye roll.
“Get to the point, Ranveer,” growled Dheer.
“What’s bitten him?” I asked mildly.
“The fact that my father is about to be declared a traitor in the media,” he snapped.
I decided to get to the point before he pulled out his rocket launcher and blasted me into outer space.
“The Maharajas of Trikhera, Jadhwal and Mirpur joined forces to catch the bandit, and together, they killed him. Our ancestors killed one of the ancestors of the Goels. Which explains their hatred of us.”
“What does this have to do with your current situation?” asked Ranvijay impatiently.
“Well, my main problem is that the mafia is trying to displace my villagers. And who runs the mafia? The biggest stakeholder in the nexus is the Goel family.”
“I’m beginning to see where this is headed,” murmured Dheer.
“So am I. And I don’t like it,” said Ranvijay sharply.
“Why do the Goels want all that land, Dheer?”
“To distribute the drugs they make in their underground labs on my land,” he replied promptly.
“And what will they distribute if the labs don’t exist?” I asked, with a smile.
“First of all, how do you guys know all this?”
“Kirori Ji,” said Dheer. “He figured out that the reason why the smugglers keep coming back to my land despite the truce with the mafia bosses is that the Goels built their labs in the underground tunnels on my property.”
“And what are you going to do about it?” demanded Ranvijay.
“I suggest we put that rocket launcher to use,” I said, banging a fist on the desk. “Our ancestors came together to defeat the Goels once before. I say we do it again. We beat them back once and for all. We destroy their business at the source, and they’ll never come back. And it will send a message to the other bosses to stay away from our villages.”
