‘Thank you,’ said Roopa crossing the gate.
‘Bye for now,’ said Tara as Roopa hit the road, and thought. ‘Could there be a better way for me to seduce her than getting myself caught red-handed at that. Won’t Roopa, the platinum premium, go home and wonder about my double life? Won’t that portend well. Oh, if only we could hunt as a pair, what game that would fetch!’
‘Bye,’ said Roopa looking back at Tara, only to find her furtively glancing at the Impala parked near the gate.