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It was 1’ O’Clock in the night. Almost since 3-4 days John locked himself in the house. As if he lost track of the time and passing days. But today he got to his senses not because of passing time but because of his exhausted whisky stock. As he got to his senses, all his sensations became alive. He recalled all his moments spent with Anjeni...

Artificial respiration given to her and as if it was harmonization of his breaths to hers..

Uneasiness of his heart to meet her..

Even if tried hard his turning footsteps towards her house...

His first date with her..

Their passionate, pure first love making...

The warmth of her breaths..

The shower and warmth of her love...

The vacation spent with her ..

The glimpses of her naughty, innocent gestures..

The moments when he proposed her, bringing the ring overnight...

Her hug tight acceptance..

Her continuous motivation to bring him out of despair..

And..

And.. her brutal murder..

His eyes welled up. Tears rolled over his cheecks.
He accused himself and felt responsible for her death.

When the secret of the murder was revealed, he would have realized that after fifth murder the sixth one would be of her beloved Anjeni...

He would have realized it..

But to avoid fifth murder he was so engrossed in the investigations that he didn’t even think of the sixth murder..

He cleared the tears with his wrist. Still he was not able to believe that she had left him alone in such a way. He looked around in the house.

The house was looking strange and eerie ...

Was it the house eerie or his thought made it ...

He looked to the front door.
The news papers slipped by news paper boy were lying in a heap since 3-4 days. He felt like those news papers were also teasing him peering down under the door. He got up, went to the door. For a moment he thought of going out in a fresh air. But no.. now he was feeling comfortable in the room, all alone. He pulled the newspaper bunch, went through them standing there. Everywhere he could find the news none other than riots, arson, and baton charge. Not only that, in India also the riots had been started. It means the situation outside still was not normal. Americans seemed to be vowed to send away not only Indians but also those who belonged to other countries. And Indian people had started street marches to abandon the American companies. He threw those news papers in the corner in irritation and went to the chair where he sat before. On the table ahead the empty whisky bottles where heaped up, and beside an empty glass was resting alone. John switched the TV on, picking up the remote from the table. He skipped the channels one by one. He didn’t feel like to stop to any particular channel as everywhere there were all news of riots, arson, and baton charge. In irritation he switched off the TV pressing hard the remote button and threw the remote on the coach.

He was now realizing that he must come out of the depression.

But how?..

That was the thing he was not sure about.

If I engage myself in some work...

Yes it’s the best way to come out of depression...

But department had also stopped him backing up. He was still not permitted to go on work..

And it seemed impossible at least till the situation cools down..

He got up and started strolling in the room.

Still if I could catch the killer..

At least it will help to cool down the environment that is disturbed outside. But the killer is possibly an organization rather than a single person. But even if it's organization, what difference does it make?...

If I could catch a single member of the organization, it will help to reach to the roots of the organization..

No.. I should do something...

He went to the window, stared outside, just in void. His palms started to turn up in fists.
At least I should do something for the sake of Anjeni, to rest her soul in peace...

But where I should start from?...

It's easy to extinguish a single tree if it catches fire... But here the whole jungle is set ablaze...

Again he started strolling and recalled the case right from the beginning.

May be we should have missed some important clues...

First murder..

Second murder..

Third murder...

Suddenly a thought flashed in his mind-
During third murder a corpse which we found below the building, it must be somehow strongly related
to the case...

Subsequently we raided the house... There it was strange that we were not able to find a single finger impression..

The hard disk of the computer was also missing...

That means it was strongly related to the case....

The house was still in police custody. Nobody till date had claimed the house.

Its here I could get some missing link...

Suddenly John felt enthusiastic as he had got something to do.

If I inspect the house again...

But the keys were with police...

Come on.. let's get out of here first...

Rest of the things I will decide later on...

He shook off the depressing thoughts from his mind and went out of the house with a firm resolution.

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Original Novel by Sunil Doiphode
English Version by Mugdha Apte

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Ch-43: Again press conference (Novel-Zero)

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John and his boss sat in the cabin facing each other, with nobody else in the cabin, only two of them. For quite a long moment there was an unnatural silence between them.

" We have got Alex’s postmortem report too" John broke the silence, turned over some pages in the file he possessed.

John’s boss was seated relax in his chair, taking puffs of cigar in his hand.

" There is no reason of death as such mentioned in the postmortem" John continued.
Boss removed the cigar from his mouth and flicked the ash in the ash tray ahead.

" I am sure he must have been killed by over dose of insulin ... When the insulin is overdosed... we can’t find any apparent reason for the death and we can’t prove it too.. Sometimes it puzzles everybody whether the death is natural or a murder" John said.

Boss got up from the chair, went to the window, looked outside as if in void.

Then suddenly turning he said, "Look John we met here in connection with Niyole’s murder... Not to discuss about some X,Y,Z' case...How can you divert our discussion to some other topics?"

"Because it is also concerned with this murder" John said sternly.

" It’s connected to this? Have you lost your mind? Who is that fellow... yeah Alex.. he died, we even don’t know how he died... and you are just connecting it with this case ... its ridiculous" Boss said in irritation.

" It is concerned therefore I am connecting them" John said with confident tone, " Probably Alex had the clues of this case ... therefore the killer killed him"

There discussion broke up as a peon came in, they both looked at him. Peon went to boss and informed, " Sir the press has assembled outside"

The peon left.

" Press ... this time? They are out of their minds or what?" Boss said in surprise.

" The freaks assemble wherever they feel like... they only are bothered of the news... Who died, how he died? They are least bothered about..." Annoyed Boss said.

" Sir ... in fact.. I have called the press conference" John said.

" Press conference? And you called? With whose permission? ..." Now Boss was out of his mind.

" Sir ... in the morning to avoid them it just slipped outof my mouth..." John tried to explain his side.

" Slipped out of your mouth? You people commit such mistakes and we have to go through the consequences" Boss thundered.

" Sir if you had listened to me last time... we would not have been facing this situation.." John was loosing his patience.

" What do you think? If I would have listened to you last time the time, what had come now would have come long back... you people delayed the investigation and I tried to protect you... In fact I had given you the choice ... either solve the case fast or quit"

John was speechless, he said with soft tone, " But now how to deal with the press outside?"

" That you don’t worry about... I will take care of everything" Boss changed his stance like a chameleon.

John felt better listening to his boss’s comforting words.
Boss stubbed the cigar in the ash tray ahead and asked John to follow him.
Boss got up, dashed out the open door and John quietly followed him.

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Original Novel by Sunil Doiphode
English Version by Mugdha Apte

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Ch-25 : Time Deceits? (Novel-Zero)

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Speedily Command1 finished up writing and darted out the flat main door, towards the elevator. Some time back, he had heard the police siren voice reaching till downstairs and vanishing. He glanced at the elevator display; he got scared seeing the elevator coming up.

My God they entered the building...and it must be police in the lift, coming up...

Out of fear he felt sickness in his stomach. He was not getting what to do next. At last he zeroed on a decision and started running upwards on the stairs. As he realized, that his shoes were making noise, he removed his shoes and continued running bare foot. While running he kept continuous eye on the activities going on downstairs. As he reached the terrace, he looked around. It was open sky filled with the blinking stars above and the city filled with glowing streetlights around. He was panting and sweating badly. The chilled breeze gave him the comfort. But he did not have time to wait. He surveyed the front side of the building to escape. Right in front of the building, the police vehicle was parked and three policemen, laced with guns, were positioned to keep an eye.
He was not getting one thing -

How did they come to know about the murder?

May be they came in connection with another crime...

If they have come in connection with another crime and I get caught, it would be a very awful coincidence...

But he was confident that there can’t be any mishap in Boss’s given time, at least it hadn’t happened till now...

But now, how to escape from here? ...

He pondered over. One thing was clear that it was impossible to escape from the front side ...

To find some other alternative, he looked around. From other two sides of the building also it was not possible to escape. There was nothing to go down, and if somehow he manages to go down, there was no other way to escape other than to go running into the police. Command1 went to the back side of the building to survey it for the possible escape. He was relieved to find pipes at the back side to slide down. But the back side was lit up by the sodium lamp glowing on the other building nearby. Therefore it was possible to be caught. To find out some other alternatives, he pondered over for some time, which he could not.

If by mistake the police arrive here on terrace..

Then there was no other way than to surrender..

He climbed the parapet wall to examine properly the back side. Pipes were running right from the top to the ground.

Must be some sort of drainage pipes..

There were screws at places on the pipes, good to hold while going down. Suddenly he sensed a movement on his back on the terrace. Till he turn around, a black shadow attacked him from his back, shoved him with an enormous strength. Command1 was not ready for this sudden attack, he could not even respond to it. He started falling down. While falling his face was looking for the identity of the person who had pushed him. The black shadow was stooped down to see Command1 falling. In the flash of the sodium lamp light Command1 could see the face of the black shadow. He was looking at it with widened eyes.

The black shadow was Command2...

Command1 was not able to believe...

He confirmed again.

Yes it was Command2, whom he trusted the most...

But why did he do so to him?..

Till he gave a thought over this and come to some conclusion, he fell on the ground. After falling from almost 15-16 floors, his bones must have been shattered around inside the bag of his skin and flesh. An eerie smile crept over Command2’s face after finding Command1 dead on the spot.

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Original Novel by Sunil Doiphode
English Version by Mugdha Apte

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