MANAN-The badass nerd

16.Real Matter

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  "As Mukti is in bull's..." I cleared my throat "I mean Mr. Thakkar's office, we will replace her by Navya and Vibha." I heard a loud shriek beside me and looked at the source. It was Kabir who had that dreamy face. I saw Navya's face who saw Kabir as if he has gone mad. Only if she knew how much he is smitten by her. "Ok, so as I was saying I will assign some work for you guys."

  "Druv, Aliya, you both will be visiting the media who all telecasted the news of Varna being a head of prostitute. Kabir, Navya you both will be going to that doctor, who gave that post-mortem report. Vibha you will discuss with your father all the friends of your mother and contact them. I have listed the questions you all need to ask the person." I handed them the question list and turned to Manik.

  "We both are going to meet the police and constables who handled Varna's case." I said and grabbed the bag. Manik was looking at the questions that should be asked to the police. Soha gave me the addresses of them.

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 I am hell tired. We have been to nearly 10 houses and guess what? Either they are dead, or they are at some other work or they literally threatened us that they will call police. First of all, in this big city, we need to search address and go to their house only to receive a reward called failure. I hate my life. "I am tired. How much should we cover today?" Manik asked sitting in front of me in a local hotel. We have decided to eat to get energy. "Sill  there 6 to 7 Manik." I answered drinking a glass of water.

  "Who do you think had done that to her?" it was difficult to answer for Manik's question. "Manik, the world of glamour may be beautiful outside, but inside lies the bitter truth of jealousy, enmity and many illegal things. First I thought it was Vidya, then I thought it to be Mr. Khan, but now I think it is someone dangerous. I have this gut feeling after coming back form Pune, that he will come for me for digging the information." I need to protect my team from them. I will discuss this with Jason.

  "No matter what? I will protect you from that unworthy dog." The tone of Manik scared me. Till now there was not even a single time, I felt Manik can be dangerous, but now I feel something in him. Is he protective over me? This question itself gives me a certain warm I cannot explain. We ate our food with discussing our future plans.

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 "Sir we are from Prachiti newspaper and we want some information on Varna. Hariharan." he looked at us wide eyes and clearly he was shocked. "can we sit inside and discuss this?" I asked glancing around us, as it was crowded. We are in one of the constable's that I have listed and he allowed us to enter.

 "Sir we got the information that you were there when Miss. Varna. Hariharan died. Can you please tell us what happened that day." Now the old constable was shivering with fear for Manik's interrogation. "I will tell you, but my name should not be out." he said not meeting our eyes. I nodded to Manik to open the cameras fixed at his button and to switch on the recorder.

 "I had just joined the police service as a constable. It was my 2nd month when we heard that a dead body was found near an abandoned bridge. We went to the place and got the biggest shock. It was the dead body of Varna. Hariharan. It was clear that she was poisoned and some bruises were also found on her body indicating the fight she put before her murderer." He wiped the sweat which was formed on his forehead.

  "We took this case seriously, but when our IPS officer, Karan. Adhikari came, he told us to take the body for post- mortem. The next day we were threatened that, along with our family we will be killed if we told that the dead body was found in the bridge. When one of the constable protested, he was shot on the leg. So we all decided to be silent. Then I was transferred from that area." he completed his explanation.

 "Did they alter her death date?" I asked to which he nodded. "she died three days back of her death date. We all were being prepared what we should tell if someone asks us about it." Three days back means when my parents death day too. "Do you know who really killed her?" Manik's voice cut me from the train of thoughts. "Actually when our higher officers were discussing about it, I eavesdropped and heard that the person who killed her  was involved in some mafia and I stopped listening when I thought it was dangerous. "

  I had it guessed when Vibha was threatened by her life. "This is my card, if you want to tell us anything about this, please call us. If you think you are being watched or you are in danger then feel free to call us. We will have our security to do it." he smiled and took my card. Ok, it was not my card, but it is Mr. Thakkar's card. I am using it as I am secret journalist without a degree.

  I think dangers are going to start very soon.