Thriller The Story of Meera

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"I need your signature ma'am, as an acknowledgement for the delivery," he said handing over a writing pad with some papers on it, "Initial on the first sheet and full signature on the next sheet."
Meera signed quickly and handed over the writing pad back to the man.
"May I please have a glass of water?" the man requested.
"OK," Meera said, "Wait here."
But the moment she turned to go towards the kitchen, the man grabbed her. He was strong and firmly placed one hand over the mouth so that she couldn't scream. Meera struggled with all her strength but couldn't break free. The man dragged her inside her apartment and began to drag her towards the balcony. Meera wished she could alert Aryan somehow, but the man's grip over her mouth was so strong that she could barely make a sound. As the man rapidly dragged her towards the balcony, she struggled violently to grab hold of some object to fight with or at least drop something that would make some sound enough to alert Aryan.
Aryan looked at the clock and realized that Meera hadn't returned for a whole 5 minutes. He sensed something was wrong. He reached for his gun and tiptoed into the living room. He was shocked to find a man trying to push Meera off the railing of her balcony. He aimed the gun at the man's shoulder and pulled the trigger. But the gun clicked and no shot was fired. He realized that Meera had unloaded his gun while they were in her bedroom. Suddenly, the man fell to his knees screaming. Aryan ran towards them and found Meera hanging on the railing with one hand. In her other hand she held a bloodied pen. Aryan immediately pulled her back to safety and then looked at the man. Meera had stabbed him in his right eye with a pen she could find in his pocket during the struggle. The man was writhing in pain. Aryan hit the man hard on his head with a butt of his gun, knocking him unconscious.
Meera was trembling in shock. Aryan helped her get up and sit on the couch.
"It's alright Meera," he said rubbing her back, "You are safe now."
"This was just so sudden," Meera said in a trembling voice, "I just received the mail and he attacked me..."
Aryan looked at the envelope that the mailman had handed over to her. Meera nodded and Aryan tore it open only to find that it was empty.
"Who would want me dead?" Meera said still struggling to recover from the shock.
"Someone who hates you, or someone who fears you, or someone who thinks you know something that's bad for them," Aryan said as he began to search the man's pockets for some kind of ID, but he didn't find any.
Meera started thinking of all the people who might have a grudge against her.
Aryan paced about thinking of a way to figure out the intention behind the attack on Meera's life. He noticed a writing pad that the man had placed on a table near the door before attacking Meera. He turned over the first sheet of paper on the writing pad. The second sheet of paper that had her full signature, he felt there's something off about it. He scbangd off its edge with a fingernail, and was able to lift off a drafting tape that had the name of the courier company and other details about the package. He was shocked to read what was concealed underneath that tape.