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.
Trigger warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
Suiside, murder, abuse, torture.
Please stay away if you are sensitive about these.
Graphi...
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"What do you mean apko pata nai hai? Apke hotel ke samne se ek aurat gayab ho jati hai aur apko kuch nai pata?" Mr. Thakur banged his hand on the desk of the hotel manager.
"I'm sorry sir, madam check out karke chali gayi thi. Unke pas car thi to hamara Bell boy taxi ya auto lene nai Gaya .." the manager said in a scared tone.
"Bullshit.. inspector kaha hai? Didn't you ask him to get his ass back here?" Mr. Thakur asked a man who seemed to be a local influential man.
"Calm down Jay. Miss Joshi mil jayengi." He said calling someone. "Han inspector sahab, are pehli baar to apna kaam sahi se karne ke liye apko political pressure dala ja raha hai, ab to kar do kuch.".... "Mil gaya..hain.. roke rakho main pohuncha." He cut the call. "Jay! Chal.. police station. Kuch Mila hai unko."
They reached the police station. While walking to the holding cell the inspector gave the run down of the man they caught.
"Driver hai sir. Koi chhoti moti illogical kaam ho to ye gadi chalata hai. Bol raha hai kal ek urgent kaam ke liye kisine pucha tha isse."
Inside the holding cell a man was interrogated by a policeman.
"Kal dopeher ko mujhe khan ka call aya. Wo bola kisko uthaneka Royal hotel ke samne se. Mere ko ye kaam nai jamta sahab .. main usko vi mana Kia." The man said.
"Khan?" Jay asked.
"Chota mota drug peddler hai sir. Harmless. Bada kand nai karta. Agar ye involve hai to we can rest assured Ma'am is still alive." The inspector said.
"Khan kaha milega?" The interrogator asked.
"Mujhe Kasam se nai pata sahab. Itna bataya. Pata hota to Kasam se apko bata deta."
"Iski maa ka..."
Mr. Thakur muttered furiously before storming into the holding cell with gun in hand and pulled the guy to the floor and sat in front of him on a chair.
"Jitni teji se tu gadi bhagata hai iski goli usse tej hai. Chal dekhte hain agar main isse yaha lagake trigger dabau to kya hoga?" Jay said putting the gun directly on his forehead.
"Sir..sir.. sir... Nai sir.. mere biwi bache hain sir..."
"Meri Sambhavita ka kya? Teri biwi ke liye agar tujhe chhoda mujhe meri Sambhavita kaha milegi?"
Jay said with a laugh that even scared the policeman beside him. He looked back at his superior standing outside, who were equally shocked.
"Batata hun.. kha.. Khan nake ke piche waale Desi daaru ke adde pe milega. Uske pas hi uske sare thikane hain. Madam ko wohi rakha hoga aur mujhe kuch nai pata. Mujhe mere bachho ki kasam.." the man said.
In the car Mr. Thakur's friend looked at him and he was tapping his feet in nervousness. So he asked,
"Miss Joshi thik hogi Jay. Ye Khan Chhota machli hai. Kisiko harm karne jesa kaleja nai hai ismain."
