The letter contained a number that could be called for phone related queries. It also instructed the reader that the call could be made during weekdays and during certain hours only. You had mentioned the hours during which Varsha's parents would both be at work and she would be at home.
Next day, you receive a call.
"Hello"
"Hi. I am Varsha and I won an iphone in the airtel FM competition"
"Hello Ms. Varsha. How may I help you?"
"When I try to open the images gallery on this phone, it asks for a password but there is no password provided in the manual or the letter."
"Ma'am, some of the phone have some slight problems with gallery and incoming calls. We'll fix them for you. Can you check if the incoming is working properly. Is there someone next to you whom you can ask to call you now?"
"No, I'm alone at the moment but I can call myself using the landline."
"There would be no need for that anymore, Varsha." you reply back in a somber tone, "Please use ******** to open the gallery and view the pictures. You will find those photos very interesting. If you share them with anyone or tell anyone about them, they will instantly be made public. I'll call you back in two minutes."
"Hello. Hello. Who are you? What do you want?" she asks but only heard the beep beep sound from the other end.
Varsha quickly opens the gallery and types the password she had been told. As her eyes start pondering over the pictures, her face starts to turn red out of anger and shame at seeing the photos. Her own sister was involved in sexual acts in all the possible positions she could imagine. Moreover, her face looked as if she were drugged or intoxicated and all the photos appeared to have been taken on the same day. Her mind returns to present situation as she receives a call on the phone.
"Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?" she asks picking up the phone.
"Ha ha ha ha ha. Calm down Varsha." you answer in a commanding voice, "You are not in a situation to demand answers from me but I'll humor you and answer you this time. I am someone who is interested in lives of young girls who have just turned eighteen. I have no interest in your sister and I won't do anything to harm her reputation if you agree to do what I ask of you."
"And what would you have me do, you son of a bitch?" she asks angrily.
"This and that. Don't worry about it. I won't do anything to disrepute you or your family till all of you do what I tell you. Now, I don't want those photos to be leaked without my permission so I'll have to ask you to return that phone. Get out of your house and put the phone in the black garbage bag next to the electric pole and remove the phone that is already inside the bag" you order her hoping she wouldn't give this instruction too much thought.
You had given these instructions to make sure she doesn't get a chance to take a closer look at the pictures and realize that they were fakes. You also didn't want her to take those pictures to higher authorities. It was very important for you to get those pictures away from her. You wondered if she was going to agree and do as she is instructed. |