‘Do you remember what I told you? That if you’ll tell Draco about this, then he will definitely die and Petunia will be out of your life as well’

‘Oh God, he knows’ I whispered realizing that this person had kept a big eye on my every act.

Then I heard some footsteps approaching towards me. I felt sort of goose bumps, realizing he was coming.

As he showed himself, to my life’s biggest surprise ever, it was my friend Draco Hay. I got a shock that my heart beat went faster and faster and I sighed in heavy voice:

‘Cl-Draco, tell me it’s not you…please someone tell me it’s a dream’

‘Ok shut up now!’ he exclaimed, ‘So all these incidents that are happening with you are my actions or you can say they are being done under my order’

‘I know but I don’t believe this, because I don’t want to believe this…I just want to know why, why are you doing this with me? What do you want?’

Draco took out a knife from his pocket and cut both the ropes that were tied on petunia’s arms and legs. And then he said:

‘Do you remember I said I want a revenge from you? I lied’

‘You just said’ Danny said to him getting confused and angry, ‘that Petunia would be out of his life, and Draco which means YOU would die, how’s that going to happen?’

‘I know I’m about to die, right Harold?’

I got a little angry thinking what Harold was up to or was he playing any tricks with me, so I said to Danny:

‘Shoot him’

‘Are you sure Harold? We might be in danger afterwards’

‘I don’t care!’ I exclaimed, ‘He deserves to die, and to stop all these strange troubles occurring in my life, I have to kill him’

‘Ok I’ll just shoot him’ Danny said taking out his pistol.

‘One moment Harold, I’m warning you’ Draco said showing his knife, ‘if you’ll kill me right now, you’ll escape from here easily. But later, you may be in great danger, think about it’

‘I don’t care’ I said firmly.

‘Anyways I would like to tell you that there’s a very important note kept inside the drawer of your side table, read it and don’t regret after reading it’

I heard what he said and then held Petunia’s hand and began walking away with her. Danny snatched the knife from him and stabbed him somewhere around in his body. As Petunia and I were walking away, we heard Draco screaming in pain. As I looked behind, I saw Draco’s body on ground, with blood on his chest.

I opened the exit door from where I entered and left with Petunia. Danny followed us from behind. As we were on the corridor, Petunia stopped and hugged me tightly,

‘Oh Harold, thanks a lot for saving me. I’m so sorry for leaving you away, please forgive me’

‘Oh don’t be sorry’ I replied, ‘I still think of you every moment. I’m not upset with you. And there’s no need to worry now, because Draco’s dead so there aren’t going to be any more problems’

As we left each other from hugging, I saw a look on her face after which I sort of developed some feelings for her.

The Real Person

Few moments later, Petunia left the place in a taxi and I was alone with Danny. I saw someone in a vehicle that passed away very quickly, it was Alex the guy who claimed to be my wife’s boyfriend. Then Danny led me to his own car, and I sat inside his car, where he was driving and he said to me:

‘Harold, I was wondering that if Draco made himself die, then he might also take Petunia away from your life, as he said. Don’t you think so?’

‘No there’s no need to worry now, because once a person dies all his acts are stopped’

We kept on talking about this and he finally drove me to my hotel.

As I stepped outside, I saw my car, which was in the same poor condition. So without caring about anything else I went straight to my room and slept feeling much relaxed without even changing my clothes.

Three hours later, at eleven o’clock of night I woke up, and the first thing that came in my mind was about Draco’s death.

As I sat on my bed, I remembered Draco’s few words:

‘…There’s a very important note kept inside the drawer of your side table, read it and don’t regret after reading it’

So I immediately opened my side table’s drawer and found the note, I read it:

Dear Harold…..I would like to give you a breaking and shocking news. You only killed me but I lied to you that I was behind every trouble of your life, you haven’t found the real person behind all these events, because I’m not the person who was doing this alone, I was doing this stuff on someone else’s commands. The real person behind all these problems is still alive and will continue this rivalry, but in an even worse way. I told you I’ll die which happened today, Petunia will be out of your life also and as I said before, DON’T REGRET, therefore I repeat that don’t regret for getting me killed because I was the only person who knew the real person behind. Now you have no source left to find him, but one clue is find N.3…..your old friend, Draco Hay.

After I had finished reading the letter, I felt extremely regretful as I had committed a blunder of getting Draco killed. I realized that my troubles and problems were about to continue and in even worse conditions. I also understood that Draco was not taking his revenge but someone else was.

Now getting all stressed up, I immediately made a phone call to Danny. He answered my call:

‘Hello Harold’

‘Danny, we’ve done a big mistake’

‘Mistake?’

‘We shouldn’t have killed Draco, because he wasn’t the real person behind all these problems’

‘What do you mean to say he wasn’t?’

‘I just found a note in my drawer, it says that the real person behind all these troubles was not Draco but someone else, somebody entitled N.3.’

‘You mean Draco was not the culprit we were looking for?’

‘Yes and that unknown person is about to continue those troubles in even worse conditions’

‘Oh God…So now what will you do?’

‘I’ve decided that I’m leaving for Austria along with Petunia’

‘Why Petunia?’ he asked.

‘I think I’m in love with her’

‘Oh can I help you with anything?’

‘I’ll let you know if I’ll need your help’

‘Ok then’ he replied, ‘talk to you then, bye’

‘Bye’

I ended my call and planned to get my tickets. I was awake, the whole night and kept on reading that note continuously.

Threat to Life

Next morning, I was coming out from my hotel after having breakfast. I was prepared that bad events were about to take place today. I saw my car in a poor condition, and felt that if I find the harm done to it, I may get the ratio or idea of today’s upcoming troubles.

I started going towards it and I was almost two miles away from it, that all of sudden my car blasted in a bomb explosion. Its pressure was so powerful that I backed off and fell to the ground. Fire was all around my car as it was burning. Everyone created chaos and started running away for life, but no one died. However, few people did get injured. I said to myself:

‘N.3. must be behind this. Who could he be?’

I realized that the troubles would be disastrous by now. So I stood up and walked towards the bus stop nearby. A moment later, a bus arrived which was going on the route of an embassy office. As I was sitting on the seat, our bus had an accident, which didn’t cause much loss to our bus, but the guy on the other vehicle did get hurt. I realized that this was also an unknown person’s act, which perhaps failed to hurt me. So I left my bus, which was on the middle of road creating too much traffic.

I kept on walking, and after an hour, I reached the embassy. As I went inside, I asked one of the customer’s some details regarding the office, but as I showed him my passport, he said:

‘What will you do with this? It’s expired, an year ago’

He left saying this, I got a little confused and then realized that the unknown person had perhaps also reached this place and was not going to let me leave Berlin. I understood that claiming it to be expired was act of that mysterious person behind all these troubles.

As I came outside, three gang members were waiting for me. I understood that they were about to take away my wallet. So I took it out myself and gave it to them. One of the gang members snatched it from me. The other one gave me sharp blow on my face with his clenched fist. I fell on ground, three of them started beating me that I got badly injured and realized that these gangsters were doing this on one man’s order. They tore off my shirt and left me. They also took away my cell phone and my passport.

That evening after having lunch, I reached my hotel. I was quite injured with my shirt torn. I went to my room and realized that today’s incidents were quite like a threat to life. I was not at all concerned with locating the person behind all this, I was just thinking about escaping this place of rivalry, and except for suicide I had no other option. So I decided to make a final phone call to Petunia. As I made a phone call:

‘Hello?’ she answered.

‘Hey Petunia, what’s up?’

‘Nothing…why did you call me?’

‘I want to tell you something…I’m in love with you’

‘So?’ she asked firmly, ‘Why should I care?’

‘Why should you care? I saved you from Draco and we were reunited, don’t you have any feelings for me?’

‘No! Not at all, I don’t want you in my life. Because of you I got kidnapped’

‘Petunia, are you dumping me?’

‘Whatever you think’

I disconnected the call and realized that things were really getting worse. According to Draco’s letter, Petunia was out of my life too. So instead of facing more troubles, it was better for me to commit a suicide. As I stood up to get poison from the bathroom, I heard a kid’s voice from behind,

‘Dad!’

As I turned around getting a little scared, I saw my son Jerry. I got badly astonished, but happy and I hugged my son. I looked at him and asked him:

‘Jerry, where’s Mom?’

He didn’t reply my question and I felt for a moment that my son’s life must be in danger. The first suspect who came in my mind was Alex, who claimed himself to be my wife’s boy friend. I felt that Alex might be aware of N.3. or maybe he himself was N.3.

The Current Year

By next morning, I had changed my mind of committing suicide as I had a responsibility of looking after my son. I thought of finding the unknown culprit, but it was just like searching an invisible person. So after getting dressed up, I prepared to go to the passport office and order a new passport. As I was looking quite injured with scars on my face, so I felt a little uncomfortable going outside as everyone used to stare such people. I went to my usual bus stop, but instead of a bus, I took a taxi and sat inside without seeing the driver. The driver was driving the vehicle very fast, above the speed limit of the road. I understood at once that this was also happening on the unknown person’s order.

So I asked him straight.