The Girl In The Neon Blue Skirt.

Part 2: Some Evidences.

"Hello Mr.Suryavanshi and Mr.Shekhawat. I am Devesh Patel,the manager of Orchid Grandeur." the manger said.

"Hello Mr.Patel." Vardhaan shook hands.

"Can you please take us to the crime spot?" Randhir asked not even bothering to greet or introduce himself to the person in front of him.

"S..Sure sir" The manger said and started walking.

 

"Vidushi,brief the case." Randhir asked.

"Again? Okay. It was the 31st night. Mr.Sunil Kohli had organised a really huge party here. He had booked the hotel for 2 days. 31st and 1st. Politicians,businessmen,sportspersons,actresses,models,fashion designers,bankers,celebrities he had called every high profile person possible. He even called the media. It was a huge party. He was seen returning to the hotel at 10:37 p.m. And was never seen after that. The hotel staff found him dead the next day. He was murdered with a special type of knife. No finger prints were found on the knife but a tag was found tied to the knife which read- ' You wont get what you are finding.- S '. He was stabbed thrice,once in the heart and twice in the abdomen." Vidushi said,as Randhir signalled her to stop.

"You people go to the fourth floor. We are coming by the stairs. And do wait for us." Randhir addressed the manager and Vardhaan and chose the staircase.

"Speak up. We have more time." Randhir said to a Vidushi who was having a tough time pacing and catching up with Randhir.

"Other things in the room were untouched. Much investigation wasn't done as they needed higher officials to proceed with that." Vidushi said.

"Hmm. And what about the security?" Randhir asked.

"Oh. That was super tight dude. There is already a hi-fi security in the Grandeur,but even Mr.Kohli had his personal security. He had booked room 417 on the fourth floor. The fourth floor alone had 10 security guards. Leaving that,Mr Kohli had a bodyguard who followed him everywhere except in his room and washroom. And when Mr.Kohli used to talk with other guests he used to stand a little away. In simple words... It was impossible to touch Mr.Kohli,let alone stabbing him.. That to thrice!" Vidushi concluded as they reached the fourth floor and saw the others already waiting there.

"This way sir" the manager said.

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"This is Room 417 sir. Now all up to you people." The manager said and stepped aside to let Vardhaan and Randhir in.

The room was well-lit with a really soft bed in the middle.

Near the cupboards,which was just adjacent to the door, was the area where Sunil Kohli was found dead. The area was marked with chalk. Beside lay a knife with a tag tied to it. Randhir bent down to see the tag.

White Cartridge paper folded twice and pasted with a thick adhesive,black ink,cursive handwriting were the few of the first things he noticed. The tag was from some 'S' and this 'S' had a weird way of writing 'S'. He noted all these points in his mind.

"Why dint the force take away the evidence?" Vardhaan shouted.

"Calm Vardhaan. I asked them to." Randhir replied.

"What? I don't understand why they listen to you." Vardhaan said.

"Because they don't have any enemity against me. Its only you. Actually you are the person exaggerating this. We could have been good friends." Randhir glanced at Vardhaan,who dint seem interested in making friends at this moment.

"Fine then. You do everything. I will go out and witness you doing all things. The force doesn't need me right?" Vardhaan said.

"Thank god you realised Vardhaan" Randhir smirked and Vardhaan went out of the room.

Randhir got up and went round the room. He went near the French windows,those kind of windows which were of glass from top to bottom of the room. Giving a really large picture of the landscape outside. The morning looked calm from there,but Randhir was sure this window sent shivers down the spine if they were looked through at night. They were too tense.

He went and checked the cupboard,which had expensive clothes and many files. He wanted to have a check at them,but later. The locker was locked,for which he asked the manager to send in for the keys. He looked at the drawers and cane to know that Mr.Kohli was under depression. He found a prescription and many anti-depression tablets. Mr.Kohli regularly consumed them,that's what he derived from the scenario.

A man under depression was throwing such a big party with Media? Weird.

The reason of Mr.Kohli's depression couldn't be any sort of money matter nor could it be any 'journalist attack'. Then?

He asked the police force for Mr.Sunil Kohli's mobile phone and its records as he stepped out of the room.

"This will be interesting!" he said and walked out.