365 DAYS 365 TALES

"Don't fall for a girl who gets shot!"

"Is there a limit to how much mess you can get into in three hours?" Kiran demanded as he ducked as the shot from the gun missed him by few inches. And Kiran with his tall six three height, and his intense black eyes and wiry strength was impressive. But right now he was just thinking about exactly how much trouble a human female nearly as tall as him, with bouncy wavy hair and the most cutest brown eyes could get into.

"This has nothing to do with me! Even I cannot get into so much trouble," Aarvi said in a strangled voice from beside him as the two of them were hiding from behind the pillar near the basement parking.

"Three hours, lady!" Kiran said fuming as he pulled out his gun and armed it. "No one was taking potshots at me when I was in Police Headquarters three hours back. I come all the way to meet you and when you come into the parking basement of your newspaper office, the damned parking lot is blazing with more guns than I have seen in my entire life!" Kiran said as he pointed to Aarvi to a car near the pillar. He covered her as she ran towards the car.

Once he saw that she was safely behind the car Kiran fired left, because he could see something moving. 

He heard a faint thump and ran behind the car where Aarvi was hiding.

And Kiran was glad because the place where he was hiding just a second back was ablaze with shots, almost blinding him.

"Don't look at it," Kiran whispered as he bent down. "Splinters from it can blind you."

"The damned idiots have trackers in their visors!" Kiran said pointing at Aarvi to move to the next car. "These visors can sense our heat signatures. We will be seen the minute we run anywhere without the cars as covers." Kiran said glumly as he stared at the gun in his hand. 

He had at best just four more shots and from what Kiran could see there were at least seven people around him. Kiran sighed realizing that he would have to disarm one of the bad guys. Kiran was looking around at the closest bad guy.

"Why didn't you say that before?" Aarvi demanded looking ferociously annoyed.

"We are being shot!" Kiran said trying is best not to yell. "What is there for me to tell you?" He demanded in a strangled whisper.

"You said they have visors with trackers in them which sense our heat signatures!" Aarvi said. "Trackers have computers!" Aarvi said pulling out her laptop from her backpack.

She had tried to make an emergency call from her cell phone twelve minutes back but because it was the basement, the signal could not get out.

But right now, Aarvi was not trying to contact anyone outside the parking lot. Aarvi pulled out her sleek laptop as she was typing furiously on it. "One guy on the right! Ten meters!" Aarvi said pointing as she saw the computer.

Kiran stared at Aarvi for a whole of two seconds and did not hesitate and he pointed to the right, at the direction which Aarvi had pointed.

Kiran fired.

Kiran was shocked when he heard a faint thump. When the shots from that side stopped, Kiran realized shocked that it was a bullseye.

"Woman! I really, really love you," Kiran said fervently, as he pointed her to move towards the direction he had shot. If Aarvi was navigating him, there was a chance...A huge chance. And he needed the weapon of the person whom he had just shot.

And suddenly Aarvi stopped bending down as she was studying her computer. "Right, two people!" Aarvi said and as she spoke she almost fell down flat on the ground, her computer getting jarred and Kiran was sure it was broken.