"Canvas is like a mirror to an artist, a door to their imagination, a grave for thousands of l buried feelings, Is that person even an artist whose feelings and intentions don't bleed on paper"
But what, we all asked in a tone of harmony looking desperately at her to provide us with at least one hint or clue
" There is someone to whom I found really weird, and he gives me chill every time I have to encounter him"
She said her eyes glued on the floor as if she was trying to find the right word to describe the personality of the person she was talking about
"It could be I misconstrue him but .."
She continued
Mohit: who?
"he is the boss of mansvani, my bhabi and from what I heard from Rahul somewhere he is also responsible for their divorce"
"can you explain it In a way that makes it easy for us to understand it"
I requested her in a calm tone
"mansvani works in a museum, my team once went to record their auction, there I met her boss, and he gave me eerie vibes as he started asking me vey weird questions like if have I ever recorded a psycho killer documentary, do I know their thought process or the reasons which usually pull them into something like this"
She respite for a second
"Which I found really weird and kinda creepy why a totally sane person would be interested in something like this, I think you should meet him in a person"
She suggested after completing
After some random talk about this and that everyone decides to leave as the weather was not getting very friendly, with Nitin advised me to take care and not to take much stress, then he signal to me to forward my ear as he wanted to whisper something and when I did what I think what I was supposed to do, he said something I least expected
" don't trust this reporter too much, I don't feel very good about her"
And then he back and I slightly nod as an assurance that I will take that into notice
And he walk in the direction his car was parked
But someone was missing, but who
'What did he whisper', that monster murmur from the back, "you don't wanna leave?" I asked him fully ignoring his question
"I am about to, but what did he...."
" nothing, I need to sleep, I appreciate it if you get yourself out of my house fast"
"ok" came out of his mouth in defeat
He turns once to look at me and then leave
I locked the door and came back only to witness, Mansi patting akriti's head but with care so that she will not wake her up
" I am afraid you can't take her back today,"
"seems like" she didn't shift her gaze from akriti
"you can stay here too, the weather doesn't seem much friendly, you can leave tomorrow"
" I wish I could, but I have shift in the morning and need to fetch some files from my flat so sorry"
She look at akriti one last time and also took her leave, she seems no harm, I wonder why Nitin doubt her, well I need to visit this boss of mansvani tomorrow"
Third person's pov
Vera and Mohit entered a huge building connected with another probably the older one, establishing a circular pattern within the museum, it had a metal-clad curvaceous sculptural form that places it among masterpieces, internally the museum was no less spectacular and the design or vast open space presents a potential conflict with the exhibits. The inside of the museum was built with aesthetic and emotional experience appropriate to the subject.
In one word it was like heaven on the earth
Mohit: it is so beautiful here, but what are we going to inspect him for
Vera: just a normal inquiry,

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under the wraps
Mystery / ThrillerThis narrative is around a serial murderer or psycho killer who commits a series of murders but always goes unreported by police because he successfully covers them up as suicides. However, while committing one such crime, he comes under the notice...