A muder that hit too close to home.
A friend that is gone too soon.
A note that left endless questions .
can you solve this mystery.
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Suiside, murder, abuse, torture.
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Mr. Thakur came to see Dean about something and hoped to run into Sambhavita . After the harsh words of Dr.Vedi he knew he touched the nerve that should not have. Although he didn't know the whole story, he understood there wasn't a scandal or affair that Sambhavita was running from. But she was actually running to save her life from an abusive marriage. He couldn't stand men who could use physical force on their women. He once almost shot a senior for pushing his wife in front of them. When he saw the Sambhavita walking towards him, he almost imagined her to change the course and disappear into another hallway. So he started almost jogging at her. She stood still once he was in front of her she held his left upper arm before he could say anything and pulled him with her to the library. Which was completely deserted. He was leaning against a wall and she was standing two steps away from him.
"February 14th 1990. Operation Red Rose. Indian Navy ke rutine search and rescue operation main unko ek Chhota sa merchant ship milti hai. Aur usmain kuch smugged goods. The thing is that smuggled items ki amount itni Kam thi ki it's not a very deal. But us merchant ship se jinka naam juda hua that is a big deal. Ap INS ke us ship ke first officer the na?" She said with a stone cold expression. Mr Thakur gave her an amused look.
"Wo operation aur information dono classified kar di gayi thi. How do you know this?" He asked.
"Apne hi to kaha tha Mr. Thakur. I'm a beautiful woman with more money than I can spare. I know the information you buried that day, laid the foundation of your political career. Aur agar main chahu to Visakhapatnam ke neval base ki locker room se us file ki ek ek copy sirf Akshay Mehta hi nai balki India ke har major news outlet ke editor ke table pe hoga. Aur kal Sam tak, apka nam Indian politics ke history se mita dia jaega, agar ap dobara mera khayal vi apne dimag main laye to."
Sambhavita said all that in one breath and started to catch her breath. She was looking down and trying to calm herself. Mr. Thakur was tilting his head to look at her face as if he was looking at some adorable behaviour not someone who just threatened him. Sambhavita looked up once and turned to leave. But he hold her wrist and yanked her to the same position they were dancing that day. Sambhavita looked at him with startled and confused eyes. He looked directly into her eyes
"I'm sorry." He said which made Sambhavita blinked a little. He then continued. "Apko lomdi samjhna hamari galti thi. Ap toh pakki sherni nikli."
Sambhavita didn't expect that. The mysterious smile on him was confusing for her. She studied brain for a job but this ex-marine was confusing for her. She stepped back from him and forcibly took her wrist from his hand and left. Mr. Thakur again leaned on the wall and gave a laugh.
"Damn...!"
He said to himself before leaving through the exist next to the library. Sanjeet was coming out of the other exist.
