Chapter 75. The Real Player

Darsh's POV

My phone rang while I lay powerless on the ground. I struggled to get it out and answered the phone.

"H-ello.." I uttered in my trembling voice.

"Darsh, our plan is successful." From the other end of the call, Akash informed me.

My dejected eyes brightened as I slowly rose to my feet while holding onto the trunk of the car.

"Send the cops," I smiled through my painful, gushing wounds as I ordered and disconnected the call.

"Harsh Raj?" I spoke clearly enough for Harsh Raj to hear. He came to a stop and looked at me with a knitted brow as he turned around.

"Has the shock driven you insane?" He smirked.

"Uh, well, there is no fellow alive in the world to make me go insane," I said, smiling through my bloody teeth. Harsh Raj appeared uneasy when he observed my sudden confidence.

"Then, what is it?" However, he still managed to smirk.

"Heh, It's your end that I could see with my open eyes," I grinned, earning a snee