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Sahana (New Inspirations)

Action Crime Thriller

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Sahana (New Inspirations)

Action Crime Thriller

Operation Blood hound

Operation Blood hound

16 mins
253


Kalahari Desert. . . . . way through Namibia

. The scorching heat of the sun burnt the surrounding,hot air blew at a terrible agonising speed. No one was in sight,the radiation of the sun drifting in the different layers of the earth created mirage all around seemingly that there was an oasis or water nearby. The vultures high above in the sky swirled around the wounded man,awaiting his death and to scavenge off his raw flesh.

The wounded man lay in a pool of blood- sand,the blood in his body and face had dried and created thick scars which were visible. They were deep cuts from something very sharp sword or knife. The craters of the bullets shot on his left leg and abdomen were clearly visible.

He hardly regained his consciousness and had almost lost the trust that he would survive.

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Central Bureau of INTERRPOLE


"Sir we have lost all connections to OB24. . . . "a terrified voice echoed the room. Everyone eyed towards the person the voice came from.

"True. . True. . . we cannot reach out. . . his last location shows somewhere near Kalahari. . . . " petrified another voice scooped out from the other end of the room.

The engineers in the small 7×7 room rigorously started to panic and clicking the computers all around.

Chief Taylor with a confused face looked around at his members,if a clue can be received as to where is OB24.

"Sir all connections are lost. . . . . Sir our firewalls are getting hacked. . . some one is trying to retrieve all the data. . . "

"Damn. . . this is not done. . . . . we are at risk sir. . . . . . "a situation of panic grew around.

Taylor lost no time sensing the danger. . . pulled himself out of the room and vanished in to the long corridor. . . .

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Head office INTERPOLE


"How do you think this is going to be ?The security is breeched. . . . "

the President cluelessly asked.

Before he could say anything else, Taylor dragged him by hands and pulled him to the hidden exit,"Pardon me sir for my attitude,however I have no time to explain,your life is at risk. . . . "the body guards and securities had tried following them but all of a sudden rains of bullets pierced through the windows hitting the first body guard of the President,alarmed all the guards held out their weapons to back fire.

The shoot out was for a short period of time,the intruders were more in numbers and guards were few,it was not that difficult to smash them to ground. Then above the building a fleet of helicopters swirled and men clad in black outfits plunged in to the room hanging down the ropes from the helicopters to the balcony and the terrace,they had taken over all the men and places in the building. Loud noises of gun shots pierced the ears. All the 5 guards in the cabin were dead and grounded.

A thin slit open to the hidden passage,one of the men clad in black eyed to the exit and with no time thrashed open the door landing to a labyrinth.

Taylor had already pressed the alert button on his badge and it would take just 10 minutes for the backups to arrive,these 10 minutes he needed to hold the intruders. The people who could decipher such huge firewalls, codes and the entire security system in the head quarter can definitely find a way to them through the labyrinth.

The President was confused and panicked but he knew he needed to act per the command of Taylor or else both their lives were at stake.

The siren had alerted all the guards and the cops. . . . but they were still not that quick.


By the time they had reached out for help they found Agent Taylor grounded with bullets in his shoulder laid unconscious,almost bleeding to death and the President was found nowhere. There was no signs of the intruders.

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Chief Taylor had never lost a case in his life.

His crew members were expert Engineers of software,hardwares and brave soldiers & snipers experts in guns,rifles,swords and every weapons . The strong technologies used by the crew members while catching hold of notorious criminals around the world had made them top class amongst the entire INTERPOLE forum.

But only this time unless someone would have not pierced him on his neck with a syringe like thing,he would have been able to handle all the intruders single handedly!

He was just not able to stay steady at the hospital's bed.


The Criminal network were on to traffic a range of drugs including cannabis, cocaine, heroin and methamphetamine. As international borders became increasingly porous, global abuse and accessibility to drugs became increasingly widespread involving crimes like

money laundering or corruption.

This international trade involved growers, producers, couriers, suppliers and dealers affecting almost all the countries, undermining political and economic stability, ruining the lives of individuals and damaging communities.

INTERPOLE had created an unit to dissolve the crime associated with drug trafficking and establish political and social peace.

Chief Taylor led the unit.

His most faithful agent OB24 was on a mission "Operation Blood hound" to pin down the drug mafia Serģio Carloś,he was listed most wanted and his entire list of criminal acts consists of Drug Trafficking,money laundering,extortion,kidnapping,murder an endless list to follow.

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There was no way to track down OB24. As per his last information he had spotted Carloś with someone with a possible link to Interpole.

Taylor can wait no longer in the hospital bed,his faithful agent was missing,he had been tracking Carloś from Berlin to Mongolia to Namibia. Carloś was swift cunning and was always 4 steps ahead. The kidnapping of the President of Interpole was their way to stop the agency from interfering in their paths.

At the hospital,Taylor was chalking out a plan with his broken hand unable to concentrate. . . . . when there was a knock at the door,"Come on in. . . . "Agent Keller came in.

She was one of the efficient team member Taylor could rely upon after his spy OB24. A tall,slender woman with brown lush hair. Her almond eyes were witty and spotted every thing around the room. "Sir,what's my next command?"she asked.

Five days after the President disappeared they had been able to track down a connection who was now held hostage. Taylor asked,"Do you still have to wait for my command?Do whatever you want to,we need the President out of their grip. . . . it was all my fault . . . all my. . . . "he howled and banged the table with a loud thud. The nurses arrived. . . . . Keller showed no movement. She knew that Taylor blamed himself for the President's kidnap and would not rest unless he has the kingpin's collar and President safe and alive.

Keller left in a while,she was trained by this man,who is now desperate to save the agency's name and fame which were at stake.


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The sound of her heels echoed through the narrow corridor, the path taking longer than it usually would. Small doors, barely able to fit a child dotted the sides of the walls, holding in them some of the world’s most deranged minds.

The corridor had finally ended, the words ‘Isolation Unit’ staring back at her.

The lone light in the room shone upon a mop of black hair, bent across the table in such weariness, stoop in his back pronounced by the bones that seemed to just protrude beneath his skin. At the sound of her footsteps, he lifted his head slowly from the table. She sat down on the chair opposite him. They were quiet,"I am sorry about the cold. If you’d like me to, I could get someone to get something warm for you down here. ” She looked at him, her eyes silently beckoning him to give her something to work with. She wouldn’t rise to the jabs, she knew how this worked. She had it under control. She could do her job.

The accused was silent with stoney eyes he looked at her as if to pierce through.

Keller wasted no time,she knew her usual ways,"Look if you would give me the information that you have you may expect good treatment from us however if you don't. . . . . !"

"What if I don't?Will you slit my throat or hang me or pour all the bullets that you have in your gun?YOU CAN DO NOTHING . . . . . JUST NOTHING. . . . . You ,your Interpole and your government is all finished. . . . . . . . "BOOM"".

Keller had never expected such reply.

She stood silently folding her sleeves up she walked across the table behind the accused and hunched on his chair.

"No,I am neither going to shoot you nor slit your throat but I can get you the experience of HELL! Do you want to?"

She could feel the accused smiled ,he had no fear. She had been trained to deal with such criminals.

She left the room. . . . . .


In few seconds 2 agents came in to the cell and dragged the man to the dark room. . . . .

Keller stood outside the Isolation room and counted. . . 60,59,58,57. . . . . . . . 1. & 0

"Agent Keller,the man wants to say something. . . . "one of the man who dragged the criminal to the dark room informed. A glint of smile shone on Keller's face.

The information was vivid but had something to start with OB39(Agent Keller) set out on the pursue.

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Kalahari. .

The wounded man gulped for water,he tried to grab the sand next to him,trying to hold something. The darkness of the night had covered the place the only source of light were twinkling stars. The cold waves of the desert air hit the wound as if piercing through the bones giving chilling pain. He heard wolves and foxes howling. His throat dried of water. . . . but he cannot give up,a life of a spy cannot end like this and at this point when he has the most vital information which can turmoil everything.


He tried to grip something. . . . a flint.

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In the restaurant Agent Keller sipped the ice cold tea,the heat outside was scortching and the tea gave her a feel of refreshment.

She kept her eyes wide open for all that made her doubtful.

Following the criminal's information OB39 had tracked a member of the Black Clans who kidnapped the President. She had been looking out for the target now for days following clues after clues from Scotland to Criemea to Mongolia and Namibia.

An agent on a different mission spotted him. OB39 took the first flight to Namibia.


Slowly her eyes drifted towards an old haggard man nearly 60,drinking beer and keeping an eye at her. Her sight followed him. As soon as the man realised he was being watched,he stood and with quick pace moved out,heading into a small wooden door at the end of the hallway, past the restrooms. When he went in he shut the door behind him. MI39 stopped in front of the door, hesitating. Her breath was heavy and palms sweating. This could be a trap ,she thought to herself.

But this was her chance to track down the clan,to hold the collar of the kingpin.

She pressed the alert button on her badge,she was hopeful that her team would be able to save her if she was at high risk. Uninformed about what could happen next or how many can be there she opened the door. The haggard man stood on one corner smilling at her. . . . "This was sure a trap"she said to herself.

"Give them to me. ” he said

He had an American accent that OB39 had not expected. His profile said he was from somewhere in Europe.

“What?” OB39 ask in confusion.

“Well for starters that little button you pushed. Then maybe we can get to the taser, knife, and gun you seem to carry. For a man I expected more weapons. ”

These people were not so easy to be taken down,they were smart,cunning & they kept an eye on the agents as well.

"You have followed me from Scotland to Criemea to Mongolia and Namibia. I am not dumb; You Interpole people keep tracking me down like a mangy bloodhound. The other agent did so and met his end. . . . "he growled and then uttered a laughter, a laughter which could chill the spines. The moment OB39 tried on the gun,the man quickly grabbed her gun from the hidden upholster and pointed at her.

The alert button that OB39 pressed before it started to beep, the man smashed it,leaving no trace to find her and with something pointed as a needle pierced in to the shoulder of OB39

He had grounded OB39 in just 1 minute. . . but something awaited. . . .

The moment he draged her by her hair toward the passage,the door opened and in seconds a bang and the man was taken down on ground,he lost his senses

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Taylor restlessly paced in his cabin it has been 10 days with no information,he could not put a stop to the drug trafficking and now the President of the Interpole was nabbed . The agency's name & fame was at stake. The board decided on electing an acting chief considering the condition of Taylor and vanishing of the President. O'Connell was their choice.

As an acting chief,O'Conell gave a deadline to trace down and complete the mission. "Sir,OB39 has been able to take over the culprit,hopefully we might have a good news,"informed an agent to Taylor. Taylor stopped his pace and looked at the young agent with a crooked eye brow,"What did you just say?"

"Yes Sir,you heard that right. OB39 has been able to nab the Black Clan member. "

"Oh! That's a great news indeed,but we need to think about it more,they are just the tiny fish of the ocean,they would not know about the sharks. "Taylor was in great thought.


In few hours,OB39 came in to O'Connell's cabin and reported,"Sir,we are almost there. . . . . the accused has excepted the President's kidnapping and is ready to give all information,he has even the information about the Interpole link ups. "

"In no time we will have all information,we will be able to grip the collar of the Carlòs and the Black Clan and release the President. "O'Connell was seated at his desk. . . . was about to appreciate. . . . .

"Well done MI39,you did a wonderful job. If only I had not been injected that day,I would have been able to get hold of the criminals by now!"howled Taylor entering the cabin.

O'Connell's jaws dropped,"Taylor! How come you are here. . . you were supposed. . "

"What did you exactly think of?take my seat and inform me nothing about the ware abouts?I need to take this from here. . . . . "he banged the door behind him and with heavy steps went through the long corridor to the isolation room.


The lone light shone in the room. In the center on the wooden chair was seated a short,fat man,with a bald head where the lone light shown dazzling like the full moon. The weight of his body seemed to push him towards the front purposefully. The remorseful face with both the eyebrows narrowed down gave a clear picture of disgust. The scar on his left cheek was deep and old.

As soon as Taylor entered an evil grin shone on the man's face.

Taylor stopped at the door,then slowly and gradually entered the room not forgetting to lock the door behind.

He looked at the man's face seating across the table with a flushed face,his heart beat fastened,he could hear it popping out,all of a sudden with out a word he started to pace the room restlessly,the evil grin on the man's face was clearly visible,his fox like eyes shone and he was about to say something. . .

"STOP. . . . . "Taylor pulled his eye brows closer together,the corners of his mouth was drawn downwards. The lips pouting outwards and the brilliant ,shining white teeth protruded out like Cheetah as if to pounce on the flesh. The man's look turned grave.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE. . . . YOU SON OF A B***H,YOU HAVE FINISHED EVERYTHING AND NOW . . . . . . NOW YOU ARE DAMMED FOR IT"

Taylor barked.

The man's mouth was wide open as if he was unaware about the reaction.

"I will not spare you, YOU SCOUNDREL"Taylor continued.

"This room is your last destination. . . . . "Taylor pulled out something from his pocket and hurled towards the man,the little man frowned. . . . . he stood up to guard himself,but his fluffy little body was like cotton candy in front of the sturdy built Chief Taylor, who had pulled out the needle to pierce in to the man. . . . . . the next moment a blew right on his shin and then hit his chin. . . . . Taylor was down with the needle fly off from his hand somewhere in to the dark corner.

He pulled himself and looked up,Agent Keller and O'Connell along with 2 other agents surrounded him pointing their gun at him.

"What are you guys trying to do here?This criminal. . . this criminal. . . he was. . . . " he looked at the fat man who was seated in the chair was now standing ,gaping a shadow appeared from behind him,a strong and masculine built person limping towards the chair below the lone light,with scars on his face he was not identified well in the half light and darkness of the room but Taylor knew this man,he had built this man,trained him . . . . . . "OB24! YOU'RE ALIVE!"

There was a grin on the man's face,"Operation Black hound completed SIR".

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Taylor and the short fat man Serģio Carloś was taken in to custody


The entire plan from the kidnapping of the president and the plotting against the Interpole were deviced by these 2 notorious criminals.

Taylor had an expectation to grab the chair of the president of the interpole failing which he planned for the president's kidnap joining hands with the black clan and a huge amount of money launder.

In the mission "Operation black hound" which was started to nab the kingpin of drug smuggle,OB24 nearly reached out to Carlòs only to get revealed to the truth that an Interpole member was indulged with him. Stalking the drug Mafia's trusted member OB24 reached out to the restaurant cum bar in Namibia which was a hub to all the black Market business and discussions,where he spotted "Taylor",he had vedio taped and captured all conversations in the pendrive and was about to submit the same to the president,but as Carlòs and his team were 4 steps ahead they had nabbed OB24,imprisoned and tortured him and finally when they could not find the pendrive out of him they shot him and left him to die in the Kalahari leaving no trails.

The kidnapping of the President of the Interpole was executed immediately with the help of the Black Clans who were dangerous mafias and whose list of crimes enlisted almost everything,Taylor had shot himself on the shoulder and pinned himself to unconsciousness with the drug to create an act letting the Black Clan take the President.

OB24 some how survived stalking the black clans which led him to save Keller when the haggared man pinned her down at the restaurant with the drug syringe.

OB39 had an instinct that some one from the Interpole was engaged into every act. She readily accepted to help OB24,who was successful to hid pendrive in the chandelier of the hub of the mafia ,the restaurant cum bar sensing his life was in danger.

The evidences remained at the tip of the nose of the mafias without them knowing it. He quickly piled up all the proofs and evidences meticulously chalked a plan to catch hold of Taylor red handed with the chief O'Connell &OB39 ,Agent Keller,his plan succeeded to nab the kingpin and his help from Interpol.

The president who was tortured and was almost about to die was released and served as the greatest evidence .

They were sucessfully been able to catch hold of all the financers and the pedllers and the smugglers of both the interstates and inter countries.

And finally O'Connell was handed over the badge of chief of Interpole.


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