My first ever try in INVESTIGATIVE genre readers. Many of you might have already read it in IF. I am posting it here again, for the rest section.
The story is based on a specific plot. I am mentioning that below for better understanding of you, readers…..
There's a case of serial killing happening in the city
CID team realizes it's a serial killing by the same parson/gang
Trouble comes for CID when public slams them on Facebook and Twitter for inability to catch the culprits
CID team gets upset about the situation. So ACP tells everyone to concentrate on work and would not look at social sites
But one of the CID officers in curious to know what public is saying and decides to check into Facebook or Twitter
And finds a clue…
NOW HAVE A HAPPY READING…
Viveeeek! Freddie warned his beloved younger brother like pal on some word.
Something came from opposite side and increased Freddie's anger bar. Tu… tu… dekh… He gritted his teeth in rage.
Manisha, Freddie's pretty wife forwarded her hand for the mobile while giggling seeing her innocent husband's weird face.
Manisha smilingly over telephone: shuno phir ek raaz ki baat Vivek. Tumhara Freddie sir sach me horror movie se dur bhagte hain. Haan… Sach me!
Again a fit of laughter.
Manisha: pichle hafte inhone Abhijeet bhai aur Daya bhai ke ghar gaye the der raat se. Daya bhai nehi the ghar pe aur Abhijeet bhai kisi murder mystery movie dekhte dekhte so gaye the. TV aise hi chal raha tha. Darwaje ke bahar se tarah tarah ki chikh aur awazen joh shuni inhone, kaam bina niptake hi wapas chale aa rahe the. Woh toh achha hua, bahar Daya bhai mil gaye inhe aur zabardasti ghar ke andar le gaye.
Freddie cut his wife. Woh murder mystery nehi tha… Abhijeet sir horror movie dekhte dekhte so gaye the. Batao apna ladla devar ko… unhone Dead Silence laga ke rakhe the TV pe. Woh bhi ghar ka sara lights off kar ke. Kisi ko andaza bhi hain kuch woh awazen kitna darwana tha. Huhh! Aur utna awaz me bhi sir aram se so rahe the! He got up from his chair after paying bill of dhaba.
Suddenly outside dusky sky caught his attraction. He shouted almost…. Manishaaaa!
She detached the cell phone from her ear. Kya hua Freddie?
Freddie: Vivek se baad me baat karna. Abhi chalo bhi. Dekho sham hone ko hain. Kal agar main on time bureau report na ki, ACP sir mujhe kachha chaba jayenge.
Manisha also noticed the time and bid her devar jee bye over telephone and both set off for Mumbai.
Freddie started car. Kya mushibat Manisha, nehi? Kahan hum khushi khushi shadi me aaye the… aab mujhe kya pata tha… is bin barshat barish se sara flight aur train cancel ho jayega?
Tension mat lo Freddie, hume bas 300 km rashta hi toh bacha. Manisha tried to assure her husband. Abhi toh chay baj raha sirf sham ka. Itna sa rashta dekhte dekhte hum pahauch jayenge. Chalo koi gana shunte hain achha sa. She turned on radio to cheer him up.
A sweet smile crept over Freddie's lips.
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Half an hour passed and again dark clouds started to cover the evening sky. Both Manisha and Freddie looked outside from window worriedly.
Kya do din baad baad cyclone aata hain, weather bhi kya kamal ki chiz hain, sardi ke end me barish chalu ho gaya! Freddie thought in mind made a face.
Within 5 or 10 minutes big rain drop started to splash over ground and gradually it turned into cats and dogs manner.
Ho gaya aab! Freddie stopped his car cautiously as due to heavy rainfall visibility level decreased in almost zero.
Manisha tried to pacify him. Thora wait kar lete hain. Dekhna abhi thori der me barish ruk jayegi…. Her words stuck in mouth and a thunderstorm hit the area followed by dangerous lightning.
It's terrific. Freddie muttered gripping steering tightly. Hume khana khane ke liye rukna nehi chahiye tha rashte me. Warna aab tak hum Mumbai outskirts tak pahauch jate.
He turned his head towards his wife. Aisi halat me aise shun-shan sadak pe wait karna bhi khatre se khali nehi Manisha.
His wife also agreed. Lekin hum itni barish me jayen bhi kahan?
Kise pata tha Manisha, hume Ahmedabad se lastly cab hire kar ke wapas aana padhega? Main shadi ka neota milne ki agle din hi double sided ticket confirm kar ke rakha toh tha.
Manisha put her hand on Freddie's arm. Joh ho gaya, so gaya. Aab aage ki socho.
Hmm. Freddie picked his phone from dashboard. Main Shreya se baat karta hoon. Woh by road bahat baar Ahmedabad aati-jati hain. Use pata hoga, ihan koi stay karne layak jagah hain bhi nehi? Kuch waqt toh ruk jate.
But his bad luck, Shreya was in any important work switching off her mobile… a metallic recorded voice informed him.
Aab? Manisha asked.
Dt. Tarika! Freddie's face glowed up. Unhe zaroor pata hoga. Last month hi unhone by road wapas gaye the…. Abhijeet sir bataye the ek baar.
He dialed the Forensic doctor's number. Dr. Tarika?
Tarika, cheerfully: Freddie sir! Aap dono wapas aa gaye kya?
Freddie, dejectedly: Nehi Dr. Tarika. Hum bura phans gaye idhar. Bahat tej barish ho rahi hain. Aap… signal cut. Hello! Hello! Hello Dr. Tarika, aap shun rahe hain?
Shit! Cut ho gaya. Freddie rested his head on car back rest.
Manisha noticed her wrist watch. Almost one and half hours had passed; they stuck in road in this heavy rain. It's eight of late evening.
After some time a message popped up Freddie's mobile. He opened and smiled.
Kya baat hain? Manisha asked perplexed.
Freddie: Abhijeet sir. Aur sath me signal bhi aaya thora sa.
Manisha, still not got the matter: haan toh?
Location trace karwake route direction bheje hain. Freddie smiled broad. Ek Maharashtra Govt. rest house hain dus kilometer ke duri pe. Wohi dekhte hain kya hota hain. Iss bich rashte se toh achha.
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Some Hours Later
Saab…. Saab… palease…. Dekhiye na meri Baa ko achanak kya ho gaya? A working class man was pleading before a sophisticated person settled in driving seat of a lavish Audi car.
Aare bhae, hum doctor nehi. Kya adhi raat ko bich raste me padheshan kar rahe ho? Driver irritated.
Sahab aisa na kahiye… palease sahab. Woh dekhiye meri budhi Baa… pata nehi achanak ka ho gaya unhe? Kayse dil pe hath rakh ke so gayi… kuch bol bhi nehi rahi hain aab. Speaker wiped his tears harshly.
Saab itni raat ho gaya isi liye apko bola saab. Koi mil nahi raha hume itni badi rashte me… main cycle se kayse jayen unhe le kar aspatal… sahab madat kar do na sahab. Badi meherbani hogi apki. Speaker requested with lots of hope.
Driver still not looked satisfied. But his co-passenger now nudged him. Aakash… garib admi hain. Mushibat me padh gaya. Maa ho yah koi bhi, insaaniyat ke nate madat kar dete hain.
Speaker's face lightened up.
Aakash: nehi Smriti. Time toh dekho tum. Itni raat ko…. agar chor-chakke hue toh? Kahin aaspass gang-wang koi hua toh? No no darling, we should move. He ignited car's engine.
Sahab…. Earlier speaker cried out. Sahab… sahab… palease aise na jao sahab. Madat kar do thora. Ye ehsaan hum zindegi me kabhi na bhulenge.
Smriti eyed at crying man. Aakash… dekho iss admi ko. Aur samne dekho woh budhi aurat rashte me padhi hain. Aise bhi kya karte ho? She paused. Achha thik hain. Ek baar utar ke dekho toh sahi… baat sach bhi hain ki nehi?
Aakash unwantedly unbuckled his seat belt. Tumhe social worker hona chahiye tha darling… jahan bhi koi madat mangta hain, tum pighal jati ho! He made face and stepped out.
Someone placed a hanky over his face and sprayed something inside the car.
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Next Day
Kya Freddie, bhabi jee sath me the aur tumhe stunt ki padhi thi! Daya teased.
Freddie embarrassed very much.
Bhae kaam toh hota rahega Freddie. Haan… tum do din ka chutti batake barish ki wajah se ek din extra absent ho gaye… ye baat toh hain. Lekin family ka security bhi tumhara jimmedari hain. ACP Pradyuman entered in Bureau.
Nehi sir. Freddie only managed to say.
Kya nehi? Upar se sir hum jab subha uss rashte pe investigate karne gaye, yeh Freddie keh raha tha humare sath rukne ka! Aab bhabi jee ko kiun ye khoon, lash ke bich ghasitna! Abhijeet snubbed purposely.
Woh maine socha… Freddie opened his mouth.
Tumhare rest house se thore hi duri me woh khoon hua hain. Agar barish rukne ke baad unlogo ke jagah tab rashte pe tum hote toh? ACP Pradyuman scolded his man.
Pagal ho kya tum? Raat ke dus baje barish rukega toh tum utni raat ko highway se safar karoge! Achha hua, Abhijeet se pata chalne ke baad maine tumse baat ki. Chay-sadhe chay ghante ki journey ke liye cab hire kar sake tum aur driver kiun nehi liye? Tum har roj aate-jate ho kya Mumbai to Ahmedabad? The tough CID head was looking irritate.
Nehi sir. Woh SET YOUR JOURNEY agency ka Mumbai me bhi branch hain. Ahmedabad se kaha gari ihan ka office me jama kar sakte hum. Maine socha only 527 km duri aur NH-8 le ke sidha hum wapas aa jayenge… bekar me kiun driver le? Main khud hi manage kar sakta tha. Aur Manisha bhi driving ke liye bol rahi thi… toh… Freddie's face turned little shy.
Abhijeet cleared his throat with a chuckle while Daya whispered in his buddy's ears… woo… romantic long drive!
Phir bhi…. Highway ka anjaan rashte me driver lena chahiye tha tumhe. Agar main tumhe mana na karta tum toh adhi raat ko nikal chuke hote rest house se. Bhae ihan kya curfew lagne wala tha! ACP Pradyuman stopped seeing Freddie's sorry face.
He patted this pure hearted person's back. Achha achha, thik hain. Aab ronewala sakal choro aur kaam pe lag jao. Come on boys… back to your work. The authority of CID commanded.
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Forensic Lab
Boss inn dono ko gala ghotke hi mara gaya. Dr. Salunkhe announced.
Aur koi nishan? Abhijeet asked about the victims whom they discovered in the morning from Mumbai-Ahmedabad national highway.
Dr. Salunkhe: nehi Abhijeet. Sirf gala ghota gaya bahat takat se. Dekho pure gale pe ungli ka saaf nishan aa gaya. He pointed his finger to dead bodies.
Hmm. The Second-in-Command activated his detective brain.
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Sir victim ka naam Smriti aur Aakash hain. Dono pati-patni. Gujarat ke gaon me apne rishtedar ko milne gaye the. Rishtedar ka pata chal gaya. Maharana jewelry brand ka Goregaon wala outlet ka manager the Aakash jee. Sachin informed their head, ACP Pradyuman.
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Next Day, CID Bureau
Boss ye mamla bahat gadbad hain! Dr. Salunkhe came in a hurry.
All present cops' attention changed.
Kya hain? ACP Pradyuman pointed a file in his hand.
Dr. Salunkhe forwarded that. Dono ke andar kuch nehi hain.
Daya surprised. Nehi hain matlab?
Dr. Salunkhe, restlessly: kisi ne dono ke sharir se Liver aur Kidney nikal liya.
Kya? A shocking chorus can be heard.
Haan. Autopsy report yahi keh raha hain. Dr. Salunkhe concluded. Kal tum logo ko joh do lashen mili, dono ka hi badi safai se operation kiya gaya Boss!
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Agar body parts nikalne ke liye hi khoon kiya gaya, phir wohi jagah kiun?
Aur kiun nikalne ke baad phir se dono ka body usi car ke pass chor ke gaya khooni ne jaise accident ki mamla lage primarily?
Akhir tak organ nikala gaya, pata toh chalna hi tha.
Phir khooni ne itna risk kiun liya, kahin destroy bhi kar sakta tha body ko.
Kahin yeh koi purana dushmani toh nehi?
Yah phir newly activated koi gang?
Jewelry shop ka manager…. Koi rival group ka kaam toh nehi?
So many questions were revolving in all minds.
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Mystic Morning