Spotting Suspicions

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A sudden sound startled me. The darkness didn't help me spot anything. I stood up from the couch, and walked towards the sound. Soon I realized that the sound was a voice, and it lead me to the kitchen.

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho
Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho
Lag Jaa Gale …

It was Aditi fidgeting with the lid of a container. She struggled too much. I was about to call her, but she popped opened it. "Aditi.." my voice scarred her, she threw the lid in the air in fear and failed to catch it. I partially closed my eyes in reflex to sustain the metal lid hitting the ground and giving me headache.

"Fuck!" Her muffled voice reached me, as she closed her mouth with her palm. She turned furiously, "Officer! Why would you do this!?" Her hands were now on her heaving chest as she breathed hard. "What did I do?" I asked hiding my smile. "This! Popping out of nowhere and scaring!... " she turned back to the container and munched a cookie from it. I chuckled inwardly, "Sorry... just heard a sound from here... that's why I came to check..." I said to her, and neared to grab a cookie.

"It's Ok!.." she dragged and looked at me in question. "Where's that clown friend of yours?" She asked with a raised brow, chewing uninterestedly. "Ok now... don't dare call my friend that...." Unknowingly I gritted my teeth. "Why are you tensed for that? I'm sorry! I was just casually asking, since he IS a dou......" She looked petrified and paused midway in her sentence as my glare got a little hard. "Sorry... where is he?" She bent down and picked up the lid. "He is off to a relative's house... so yeah... you don't have to make dinner for him!" I conveyed as I remembered the fact he'll be back late.

"I didn't make dinner for any one... no worries!" She said casually and shrugged. I too smiled, but was confused and left the kitchen. Why wouldn't she make dinner when there are three people at home? But that didn't bother me as soon as I spotted a small photo frame of Dhruv, Nethra and Aditi standing in some waterfalls kept under the TV. The light reflecting from the kitchen made me spot it. Suddenly the hall was bright.

Aditi stood near the switch board and looked at me dubiously. "What happened Officer? You seem troubled? Anything too serious?" She asked, her fisted right palm running up and down the long strap of her handbag hanging down her shoulder. I just stood bluntly drowned in my own thoughts of Dhruv. "Officer... is there a problem?" It was Aditi again, but now she was near me shaking me by sturdy shoulders.

I jerked but failed to react to her. "Is there something too serious?" She asked me again. I just nodded. "Do you know to ride a bike?" She shot her next question. What? How is this question even related to the scenario?

I looked at her with my furrowed eyebrows. "You know to drive or not?" She asked me sternly. "Of course I know" I replied hesitantly. "Then come.." she dragged me by my hand to the door. She took a key and banged the door behind. She threw the key to me and walked towards a covered figure. She opened the sheets to reveal a marvel. A stunning black Harley Davidson Roadster standing all in its majestic glory.

"Whaaaat!?" I shrieked looking at her in wonder. She smiled widely. "Not ours. Our neighbour's. They're off on a world tour... left only 4 days ago! We're taking care of the beauty" She winked and took a helmet for herself.

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