Charmi flashed her ID proof and booked a double bed room. Shyam knew it was a fake ID and nothing was real in it except her picture. Man at the reception smiled warmly and said, “room number 103.” Service boy took their luggage and headed towards room 103. They followed him. The boy set their luggage in room while they flopped on sofa, exhausted. “Nine is for room service, if you need anything.” The boy said before leaving the room. As the boy left, charmi locked the door and went to the washroom. Egnoring the cold, she washed her face