There was a mild tap on his door and he knew it was her. Just the prospect of seeing her somehow made him happy from within in a weird way. He himself didn't know in what twisted way his fate was playing with him and his emotions.

He knew it wasn't her. So not her. But just the thought of seeing that face again, made him feel alive. His fate was twisted, and somehow he was twisting it even further.

So taking a deep breath he said,

"Come on in."

Akira stepped inside his examination room. As she had to rush in, she had forgotten her jacket and there was no way in which any man could ignore the delightful sight of her in that sheer blouse top and pencil skirt.

She looked all prim, groomed and exquisite. So much so that a little part of him dies within as he saw her. How bad he wished it was her. How bad he wished her identity to be swapped with that of Alita. But all his thoughts were clipped as she said,

"Hi."

Gulping his spit and reordering his senses he said,

"Hello."

She hurriedly sat on the chair and said,

"I know that no amount of apology would be enough for this situation that I have caused you in, but I think I have an idea in my mind which can help both of us."

"I am listening."

Saying that he moved forward from his seat and leaned a bit ahead, showing his complete undivided attention.

"Well, I need you to call Dr. Oshana and I need you to talk a bit with her and invite her to a bar to drink today evening. Tell her something personal. Talk to her and make her feel like you want her."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You just need to act."

"What difference will that make?"

Taking a deep breath Akira said,

"You know well what the power of love can do."

"What are you talking about?"

Akira closed her eyes for a second and then said,

"She has a thing for you."

"She what?", Dr. Nelson asked and sat there all flabbergasted with the sudden reveal.

"Well, it's not love per se, but she certainly has a thing for you. I saw that in her eyes when I saw her looking at me when I was with you. I could sense the jealousy in her eyes. I definitely felt it at the Medical Conference."

"How can you be so sure about it?"

"Well, every woman has that gift. We have the ability to sense anyone trying to come close to our loved one. It's like a radar."

Dr. Nelson heard her and stayed silent, unable to believe what she had just said.

Sensing the silence, Akira realized her folly and tried to retract her lines back.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean it in a wrong way. Don't take me wrong. I meant that we can know when someone has an eye for a guy."

Leaning back on his chair, Dr. Nelson took a deep breath and said,

"I know that Akira. I know where your loyalties lie. Tell me what next?"

"Next we bring her to your place and obviously she will rally along because of the reasons I just mentioned before. And then you are going to give her the truth serum and you will discuss Raymond's case."

"You mean I have to spike her drink with sodium pentothal?"

There was a worried look on his face as he asked this question.

"That and all will be arranged. You do not have to worry about it. I will have a recording setup done and using that we will blackmail her to agree to our terms."

For a moment Dr. Nelson couldn't believe that the naive innocent woman whom he had met in London could actually be a mastermind, hatching a plot, instructing him what to do and what not to.

Seeing the look on his face, Akira desperately stretched her hands and held his hand which was lying on the table and said,

"I am not asking you to do this. I am begging you Jaby. I know I don't classify as a friend, given that friend's don't cause you trouble. But still, I am begging of you. Please help me out. Just this once."

There was something in her voice that made his gut wrench in pain.

Still holding onto his hands with a tinge of tear in her eyes she said,

"After this, if you don't want to see my face again, then I promise that I will never cross any paths with you. I will obliviate from your life forever Jaby. But just help me this once. I will do anything that you ask for."

Retracting his hands back and looking into her eyes swarming with tears, he asked,

"Anything?"

"Yes."

"Then, never ever talk about not crossing paths with me again."