Ray

TRAVELLING IN THE DEEPEST CORNERS

And now, the question arises, how to search for those 1M pounds. Simple, first investigate the crime-scene. But alas! Nothing there. You see, you are dealing with one of the finest criminals, and if he were to leave his trail so easily, he wouldn’t be dreaded. What next? The eye-witness and the victims. Let’s meet the victim and the convict, Mr. Williams.

J-“so, how you feeling this fine morning?” W-“not good at all. My name, which I had earned by working honestly for the past 25 years, has all been destroyed. What is a poor innocent fellow supposed to feel like?” J-“I understand sir, but since you were at the crime-scene actually committing the crime, I can’t save you from the prison term. Although, I can significantly reduce your sentence. All you need to do is try to recall and present all the facts before me, truthfully.” W-“I’ve already told you everything that I know. And I have absolutely no idea what happened after I was knocked unconscious.” J-“I know you have the idea. Just that, you are not able to express it. And I know how to procure all this out of you.”

The next day, Mr. Williams is on a comfortable chair, in a well-furnished, clinic. Since he committed the crime under ‘hypnosis’, we’ll use the same tool to reveal the facts. J-“Do whatever you can do Mr. Banks, but I want the truth out of him.” B-“Don’t worry Jared. Just be patient and give me my time.”

B-“Now Mr. Williams just relax and close your eyes. I assure you that I will pose you no harm. And on a count of three, I’ll be talking to your sub-conscience. 1, 2, 3... And now, try to recollect your past and return to the morning of 25th Jan. 2013. Alright. What do you see?” W-“My home.” B-“Are you inside?” W-“Yes.” B-“What are you doing?” W-“Getting ready for my office.” B-“Does anything unusual happen?” W-“No.” B-“Ok. Now, move forward. What’s happening?” W-“My doorbell rings.” B-“Who’s going to answer it?” W-“Me.” B-“Ok. Who’s outside?” W-“A man. A courier guy.” B-“What does he look like?” W-“Quite lean. Tall. Olive coloured skin.” B-“How tall?” W-“5feet9 or 5feet10.” B-“Anything else?” W-“He probably has grey coloured eyes.” B-“Ok. So what do you do?” W-“I’ve opened the door. He asks my name. I tell him. Then, he takes a kind of a small stick and slams it on my head.” B-“What’s next?” W-“I’m in a vehicle.” B-“What kind?” W-“Probably a van.” B-“Can you tell me where are you going?” W-“No” B-“Ok. Now, what’s happening?” W-“I see a bright light, out of darkness. A voice seems to be coming out of the direction. He’s asking me to do something for him” B-“And what’s that?” W-“He’s asking me to help a man open a locker.” B-“Do you remember what locker no.?” W-“6277SRAM.” B-“Who does this belong to?” W-“Mr. Victor Milicevic.” B-“Do you help him?” W-“Yes.” B-“Then?” W-“I don’t remember.” B-“Thank you for your help. Now, on a count of three, you’ll slowly arise from your sleep. 1, 2, 3...” B-“How are you feeling?” W-“A bit dizzy, but otherwise fine. I hope I was of some help.” J-“You indeed were. And I’ll fulfil my promise.”