A Million Dreams

6 . Not a doraemon

I have a serious urge to roll my eyes right now . Only I know how much restrain I have put on myself so as not to strangle my cousin .

Danny , apparently is on the passenger seat of my Mercedes g-wagon rambling about how I am being a party pooper because of being dressed in a peach straight cut kurti and the same colour pencil palazzos which spoils his mood and feels about being a detective today . What do you expect a girl to wear for a shopping trip with her mother in law ?

Sir is dressed in a crisp white shirt tucked in black dress pants with black suspenders and black loafers along with a black fedora with a grey stripe . Holding a Starbucks cup in one hand and a cigar cum paper roll in other hand , he feels like a detective on a mission today . But honestly , he looks like an adorable man child who was forcibly made to wear this costume by his mom for a family photograph but of course I was not going to tell him that .

I had to come with a solid reason for ditching my dinner cum movie date with Veer which being ' I miss my mom very much ' and my job was done . How creative right ? Did Veer agree to let me go ? Yes . Did he agree with my reason ? No .
So after lots of convincing , here I am , driving down some unknown streets to God knows where listening to Danny talk about some South Indian movie that he watched to get his inspiration on dressing .

Later on I pulled in my car near a rusty and old colony of row houses situated near the outskirts of the city which according to the Google maps was the adress that Danny punched in . Lights of most of the houses were on depicting most people are home .

Turning in my seat I face Danny with a bored expression .
"Your highness , will you please now tell me why are we here ? "

When I reached home , Danny was sitting on the porch with his idiotic grin and looking like a joker , okay not joker but comical and without saying a word he just tossed me my car keys and got in the passenger seat , punched the address and I had to comply not having a choice but to drive to the address .

He just raises his finger and brings out his iPad .

"This is all the information I could extract from the pen drive that we found from Jenti . His iPad was not really much help other than the hd porn movies installed in --"

"Too much information Danny ."

"Anyways , this is what I found helpful ."

He passes his iPad to me . There is information about several bank transactions between one account number that I guess belonged to Jenti and others. The numbers are quite significant but nothing prominent or doubtful . Jenti was a PA to a big businessman and there is no doubt he earned well so a few thousands and lakhs wouldn't have made a dent in the company's account .

"They are just numbers Danny . What about it ? " I asked him totally confused about what was he implicating .

"Have some patience girl ." He winks amd my hands itch to smack his forehead .

"Here . Look at this . These are all the details about the account holders with whom the transactions were done. A hefty sum of money is transferred to all their accounts from Jenti's account --"

"And how is it anyway related to us ?"
I cut him again to only to be met with his glare .

"Now you will let me complete first without interrupting and only after I am done , you will open this little mouth of yours ." He pinches my lips making me pout but I let him complete anyway .

"I have checked all their profiles and the only thing common between them is they are all truck drivers or are related to transportation in either way . Now one of transactions was made two days after Fufa's accident . I checked the profile of the account holder , his name is Prashant Sindhu and is also a truck driver . "