My Favorite Victim

Chapter - 7

[Mr. K  - He lives in a apartment alone, a silent brainy person, earns through stocks mostly. He lives a very secretive life, no one knows what he does for a living, what his hobbies are or in case nothing about him. He lives like a shadow, that's what the neighbors would comment about him when enquired, but they don't care much as they have not faced any problems because of him. He mostly prefers to wear hoodie and goes out rarely, at least as far as the neighbors could see, even the person living opposite to him will be able to see his face only once or twice in a month]

"Thambi naanga inga pudhusa kudi vandhurukom, knjm mechanic number, electrician number lam irundha thara mudiyuma" a middle aged man asked to Mr. K who was just entering his house. Even before he could react the middle aged man walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Mr. K felt irritated, he never like people touching him or even talking to him, he pressed his fist harder to control himself still looking down, he looked around and could see no one, his killer instincts started feeding him with numerous ways to kill the man already, he fought so hard to avoid those thoughts. He jerked of to remove the man's hand and entered into his house without replying anything, the man was shocked by his behavior, he did not know why would a person be this rude to a new neighbor,  he stood there shocked. "Sir... sir" the voice of watchman brought the man back to normal. "I am Mani, the dayshift watchman for this week, you are the new tenant right, this pamphlet will be of very much help to you, manager asked to give this to you" Mani gave the pamphlet with all the numbers of electrician, mechanic, plumber, etc., and left. The man shook his head and went inside his house.

[Brother can you help us with electrician, mechanic number as we have moved just now]

Mr. K saw the man enter into his house, through the key hole. "Opposite house is now occupied, should be careful, the man for sure seems to be a trouble" he thought to himself, he made himself a coffee and sat on the couch, he opened the newspaper and the headlines made him spit the coffee as he started laughing so  hard. The headlines read "Mr. K The Killer Committed Suicide". "Okay the police is so dumb than I thought" he made an evil smile, he further read through the article, the real shock was waiting for him, the photograph of the officer, whose name he is already aware of from his connections "AshwinKumar" he was his mirror image except for the cut on his eyebrow and eyes color, his eyes widened and he wiped his eyes to make sure if what he is seeing is correct. "Interesting" he made an evil smirk.

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"AK you know how sensitive is this case, do you know what will happen if we say Mr. K is still on loose and we don't have any lead to catch him. We will all be suspended, just let this slide" advised the commissioner, it was only AK and commissioner in the room. AK's discovery was not received well this time, AK's anger was very much visible in his eyes, that killer have made the entire police department a mockery. "Sir, this is not right, he will win if we don't take any action, please don't close the case, give me just a week, if no lead I will close the case myself" pleaded AK. Though commissioner wanted to close this case due to pressure, even he was not ok in letting this killer win. He remained quiet for sometime, and took the receiver "call Sarath in" he informed to his assistant, as Sarath entered AK was very curious to know the commissioner's decision. "Close the case" said the commissioner. AK was really angry and very disappointed, he knows he will not stop and will find the killer on his own, whether the case in closed or not but he trusted the commissioner, he have always seen him as his role model. He was about to say something and commissioner stopped him "officially alone, unofficially its still open and I want the killer to be caught alive or dead, but I cannot support you with a big team as before, its only you and may be two more of your choice" saying the commissioner smiled and patted on AK's shoulder. AK's face brightened and he almost hugged the commissioner but somehow restricted to salute. "Ok who shall I assign" asked the commissioner. "aathi namma olinjupom"  thought Sarath and hid himself from AK's sight in pretense of searching something under the table, but to his shock AK said "Rakshan and Sarath sir". "Nam raja thandhirangal anaithum veenagi vittadhe" thought Sarath again, but managed to put up a huge fake smile on his face, hiding all his fear and disappointment. "Very glad sir" saluted Sarath and left the place. "Ok your friend Rakshan right, I will pass the order, start working but no one should get to know, the case is closed" commissioner winked at AK and AK winked back "Case in closed".

[Oh we shall hide][all our tricks failed miserably]

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"Where to start" asked Rakshan. AK, Rakshan and Sarath were seated in the seating area of the shooting range, AK and Rakshan's favorite spot. AK who was so silent and thinking deeply since the time they came here, while Sarath explained everything to Rakshan, talked for the first time "The thief, he is the last person we know to have seen Mr. K, and if I am not wrong K killed him. Let's interrogate his wife tomorrow, hopefully we will get some lead". AK received a call from an unknown number. "Hello, who is this" asked AK and there was total silence for sometime, "Hello who is this" he asked again and this time there was reply in a feeble voice "Ashwineyy....". He froze as he know its Sivaangi and he could sense she is not ok from her voice, his hands started to shiver. "Sivaangi ma" he said and the call got disconnected with a loud thud. He became pale and tried to call again only to find the number switched off.

"Sivaangi ma...." tears started rolling down his cheeks.

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