Hello Mr. Major General (2)

Chapter 203 - Love's Sacrifice

He strode through the airport's VIP passageway, unhindered by the usual crowds. However, the ground crew at the Indian Capital Airport instantly became his fans the moment they laid eyes on him. They had seen famous
celebrities from all over the world, but they were nothing compared to Sidharth's breathtaking beauty. The
ground crew ran after Sidharth, clamoring for his signature and a selfie with him.

Sidharth's retinue comprised of Deepak, Rohit, and five orderlies, all dressed in plain clothes. They were all taken aback by the behavior of the ground crew, and had to yell at them to keep them away. "What do you think you're doing? Where's your manager? Look at yourselves-you're an embarrassment to our country!"

They had to yell at the stubborn "groupies" several times before they finally went away.

...

"Sir!"

Sidharth walked into the airport's special reception room, and gestured for the Special Ops members saluting
him to be at ease. "Where are they?"

"Still on the plane," replied the Special Ops officer overseeing the operation.

"Do you want to see them?"

"What about the other passengers?"

"They already disembarked from the plane and were already waiting to go through customs when the flight attendants discovered what had happened. Our men had been sitting
apart, one near the front of the cabin and one near the back, and the flight attendants thought they were asleep.
They shook them to wake them up, and found their bodies were already stiff..."

Sidharth stroked his chin thoughtfully. He turned to Rohit. "Interrogate the passengers, especially the ones sitting near the two soldiers. Little Deepak and I will investigate the plane."

Deepak and Rohit responded with a "Yes, sir."

Rohit hurried off to interrogate the passengers. Deepak followed Sidharth as they made their way to the plane.

"This is the Airbus A380, the world's largest passenger airliner. It has a seating capacity of up to 853 people, and can flying at speeds from 559 mph to 634 mph, with a maximum range of 8,500 nautical miles, or 15,700 kilometers." Deepak rattled off the specifications for the plane as he walked behind Sidharth. "The plane
costs 400 million US dollars." He paused, before adding: "It's more or less comparable to Professor Sen's private jet in terms of function, performance, and size."

Sidharth did not reply. He stepped through the aircraft door and into the First Class cabin.

The flight attendants had discovered the bodies before they had had time to clean up. That meant that the scene of the crime was virtually untouched.
The seats in First Class were strewn with blankets and magazines. There was also the occasional headset hanging from the back of the chairs. There was a solitary slipper lying in the middle of the aisle, its companion nowhere to be seen.

Sidharth calmly made his way through the First Class cabin and into the Business Class cabin.

It was, strictly speaking, cleaner than the First Class cabin, but the smaller space made it look more cluttered. The Economy Class cabin was behind the Business Class cabin.

The two Special Ops soldiers had been sitting in Economy Class on their return flight to the Empire. They had bought seats in the Economy Class cabin in order not to attract attention. They had also made sure not to sit together, but their precautions had been in vain-someone had figured
out their true identities.

Sidharth stood at the entrance to the Economy Class cabin, his eyes fixed upon the two men still in their seats.
They both had their headset on, and were leaning into their seats with their eyes closed. They looked like they were asleep. Their complexion remained rosy, instead of a lifeless
white-no one would have guessed they were dead.