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“Remember! She must be brought back alive!” the man in charge of the team barked his orders into the radio-scanner. Taking a few steps further to the front porch, he made the countdown signal and then charged towards the door, knocking it open with his foot. He stepped into the apartment cautiously as he signaled his men who were behind him to follow after him.
Diya stood still, waiting for the right moment to strike. As soon as the first man moved in and was about stepping a little farther from the door which would make her visible to him, she lunged at him, burying the kitchen knife in his neck, immediately severing an artery and causing him to collapse and bleed profusely.
The other men were taken aback by the swiftness of the attack and began to shoot sporadically, forgetting their orders to bring her back alive. Diya took cover under her reading table beside the exit door at the back, allowing the armed men to rain bullets on her apartment till they were satisfied.
As soon as they were done, the men barged in together, including those who had earlier gone to guard the back door. “You have nowhere to hide, TYPE-C. just surrender yourself and come with us,” one of the men said. Diya however, remained calm and watched as they all searched for her.
