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to pick you up?’
    ‘Mr Consultant is travelling again.’
    ‘Where to?’
    ‘Europe.’
    ‘McKinsey is keeping him very busy?’ asked Vikram.
    ‘How do I care? As long as you are there with me, I am happy with him travelling all the time, baby,’ Tanuja said, winking at him.
    Vikram was slightly embarrassed and hurriedly looked around to see if anybody had overheard the conversation. ‘What are you drinking?’
    ‘Wine. . .the usual,’ and she picked up her glass, which she had kept on the table nearby.
    ‘Hmm. . .nice. Let me get mine.’ Vikram started towards the bar.
    ‘By the way, there was lots of chaos today. Need to talk to you,’ Tanuja said a bit loudly as Vikram walked, away from her.
    ‘Now or later, on the drive back?’
    ‘Okay, let’s chat on our way back then.’ Tanuja followed Vikram to the bar. Throughout the evening, Tanuja was with Vikram. A number of colleagues came and chatted her up. She was known to be close to Indrani and hence was rumoured to have Indrani’s ears. Keeping Tanuja happy was akin to keeping Indrani happy.
    Finally it was around 1.00 a.m. when the two of them said bye to Indrani and left. Vikram was at the wheel of his black CRV. The fact that he had to go to Indrani’s house for the dinner had influenced his decision to bring the Honda CRV instead of his Lancer.
    ‘You’re looking good today.’
    ‘Thanks Vikram,’ giggled Tanuja, a little drunk.
    ‘What were you saying about chaos at work?’
    ‘Arre, you were talking about me. . . Why’re you reminding me about the chaos. Stay focused, you idiot.’
    ‘Haha. You really know how to get your way, don’t you?’ said Vikram as he drove into the parking lot of Marathon Towers. The drive had taken them only seven minutes.
    He drove straight into Tanuja’s parking lot and parked the CRV in the slot which was in a secluded corner of the basement.
    ‘Thanks for dropping me, baby.’
    Vikram just smiled. Tanuja leaned towards him to kiss him on the cheek. Her lips soon moved to his eyes, brushed past his mouth, his chin, the side of his neck, and eventually everywhere conceivable. It was just a matter of time that their clothes came off and the seats got pushed to recline fully backwards. The ease with which both of them manoeuvred themselves in that space made it clear that this was not the first time the CRV had played host to their sexual exploits.
    ‘Nikhil has resigned,’ said Tanuja, as she pulled up her trousers and buttoned them up.
    ‘Yeah? I expected that.’
    ‘Next week, Stella Jones is coming to review the appraisal process.’
    ‘You told me that last week.’
    ‘She has just taken over a month ago as the Asia Pacific HR Head and India is the first country she is visiting. I don’t want this Nikhil issue to blow up and impact her perception of the India HR team.’
    ‘You think it will?’
    ‘Yes, it will. Guneet is adamant. He is quite happy to let Nikhil go, but won’t change his rating.’
    ‘Chutiya hai woh. He doesn’t understand anything.’
    ‘Hmm. . .but I don’t know how to play this.’ The romp in the car and the discussion had worn off the impact of the wine.
    ‘Find Nikhil a job in some other team.’
    ‘How? No one will hire him if they know his background.’
    ‘Hmm. . .that’s a problem. But you don’t worry. Send him to me. In fact, I wanted to hire him two years ago, but he didn’t want to move. You convince Guneet, and I will add Nikhil to my team. The position of the head of the Bandra cluster is open now. I would be more than happy to give it to him. You just make it sound like you have worked it out for him.’
    ‘Will Nikhil be happy?’
    ‘He better be. It’s a big job. He will have to manage six branches of GB2, spread over the western suburbs of Mumbai. If he does well, he can get his promotion soon.’
    ‘You’re sure you want to do this?’
    ‘Of course. I will do anything to make sure my dear HR Head doesn’t get into trouble. You just manage