The Chronicles Of Subhadra Hegde √

Chronicle 27

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The plane smoothly landed at 9 in the morning.

London was colder than Subhadra had expected. She carefully wrapped a shawl around Sadhna, who now sat on a wheelchair, expressionless.
She next tightened Myra's jacket and tucked a muffler around her neck.

She pushed the wheelchair with one and held Myra with the other hand, approaching the conveyor belt.

Pulling down the luggage, Subhadra Hegde stepped out of the airport, into the comforting sun of the mystique city of London.

Aah!!! How much did she wish....to be here.....since such a long time.....

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" Have you lost your mind?? What are you talking Maanav? "
Subhadra grabbed his shoulder. He lovingly pulled her down and made her sit beside.

" Falling from our residence's balcony, fourth floor, I guess will be the best idea. " , Maanav stared at Sandhya.

Dharmendra intervened.
" Can you mother son duo tell us what your gifted brains are cooking? "

Ignoring, Sandhya nodded,
" Will be the best if you can manage, but certain things need to be done by us as well. "

" Mom, you are choking me!!! " , Subhadra was literally in tears.

" Subhadra, do you have faith in us? "

" I do Mom, but...... "

Sandhya took some time.

" Everyone!!
My son is a terrific sportsman.

When a normal human will mostly die falling from the fourth floor, he, a terrific high jumper, can manipulate his landing in such a way....not a scratch will happen to him. A mother here, I proudly declare that!!

Plus, a swimmer and a yoga practioner too, he can hold breath and pose dead much longer than we could ever do!!

All he needs....is to make superficial injuries on his head himself, that too, before falling.

Next, Subhadra needs to be present below the tower when he falls. The rest will be done by her.

Encashing the shock of the crowd to a sudden fall, Subhadra has to declare him dead. And if possible, while hovering over him, empty a little bottle of blood around his head, which I can arrange. To make things look real. A shocked crowd can be easily fooled if the one fooling is smart enough, and I trust Subhadra Hegde's abilities.

Next she'll have to carry him immediately in her car...to my hospital, but even if people arrange for an Ambulance, that'll do. All she has to do is to infuse the cocktail of drugs into his blood, on the way, that can make him look dead at least for ten minutes, slowing his vitals to almost undetectable rates. Till a doctor checks on him, and declares him dead.

The next part of the job has to be done by Dharmendra again, taking care of the facts that Maanav isn't kept in refrigerators. That he immediately does Maanav's 'autopsy', himself. Without anyone's presence much. This, has to be arranged by Dharmendra Bakshi, for his own good.

Once Maanav is released, we know what to do.

Maanav Hegde will go into hibernation. And stay there as long as things don't turn perfect. "

The next day onwards the couple went in two different directions.

Maanav Hegde went with a sob story to his secret lover. Nayanthara Jaiswal. Blindfolding her.