Misc. Erotica The unexpected path

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Meanwhile, at the port, the raid was unfolding exactly as planned.
Ajay and his team had already surrounded the containers and the people assigned to them.
The pilot team members who had been stationed outside to monitor the situation were also caught within the first few minutes.

They desperately started sending SOS messages and calls to Vikram and Shankar.
No response came.
They tried calling the guards at the farmhouse.
The only replies they received were blurred, half-conscious voices. Nothing clear.

The sleeping powder from the cake had already begun taking effect.
One of the port officers who had direct contacts with both Shankar and Vikram began calling their personal mobile numbers to warn them.
The phones rang.
But nobody answered. Before leaving the room Meera had pressed the button which shown mute, hoping it will mute all the alerts and it worked.

Back at the farmhouse terrace, when Meera had playfully kicked their clothes into the swimming pool while teasing them to stay naked, she had also kicked both their mobile phones into the water along with the clothes.
The phones now lay at the bottom of the pool.

Each incoming call only produced a soft, muffled gulu-gulu sound underwater.
No one on the terrace heard a single ring.
Vikram and Shankar remained completely unaware that the entire operation at the port was collapsing in real time, while Meera continued to keep them distracted.