Chapter 9
The man found Purvi in the Kitchen making herself a cup of strong coffee. The transistor next to her played old English songs. The sight of her subdued his anger and he smiled. He moved up to her and kissed the back of her neck.
Purvi jerked away from him in alarm. 'You?' What are you doing here? Sachin is here!'
'I know' said the man quite displeased.
'You shouldn't be here. Just get out of my house! You will mess up everything' said Purvi angrily.
'I have noticed that you are avoiding me.' said the man sharply.
'It's nothing like that. You want Sam dead don't you? And unless that happens it would be better off we stay away from each other' said Purvi.
The man moved closer to her and bent down slightly to kiss her. But to his surprise she didn't kiss him back.
'Something is going on in your mind. You are getting too touchy with Sachin. And that is not a good sign' said the man.
'What do you mean?' Purvi asked coldly.
'Don't you dare make any plans without me Purvi' he said in a warning tone.
Purvi laughed.
'Plans? I am surprised with the way your brain works Kavin. You want Sam's money and so do I. We were in this together since the very beginning. Are you jealous that I am spending more time with Sachin instead of you?' she asked with a sly grin.
Kavin stared back at her beautiful, calm face. There was something about her which made him uneasy.
She suddenly seemed deadly and fatal. What is going on in her mind?
He suddenly started having second thoughts on marrying her. It was true that they had been in this plan together ever since Sachin had arrived. They had played their cards well. Sachin had arrived in Wicksteed without the slightest hope of living a good life and no job or money.
Luck was on their side as Frank Holland sent him for job as a Chauffer. Purvi had successfully spinned the web around him attacking his weakest spots seducing him both sexually and emotionally. He had thought Purvi to be a poor damsel in distress who wanted her husband out of her life. To their pleasure, Sachin had agreed to murder Sam for Purvi's sake. They had plotted a perfect plan. Sachin would murder Sam. Then they would hand him over to the police. After inheriting Sam's money both he and Purvi would flee.
This had been so perfect. But now Kavin found Purvi's behaviour very strange. She certainly had something else in mind. But what?
What if she has started loving Sachin and they are planning something against him? He would have to be careful. He loved her. She was great in bed but she was a screwball too. And if he didn't marry her he wouldn't get the money.
Kavin was still preoccupied with his thought when Purvi spoke, ' Don't worry. Everything will work out as per our plan.'
'I know baby. I trust you. Have you told him how is he going to murder Sam?' Kavin asked.
'Not yet. I will speak to him now. Within two days Sam will be dead and Sachin would be behind the bars' said Purvi smiling.
'And then we would be together' said Kavin smiling at her.
'And the money too' said Purvi.
'I think I should leave now.' said Kavin and left with a slight nod to her.
'Son of a bitch! I know you are only after my money' Purvi muttered to herself.
O-o-o-o
Half an hour later Sachin came inside the room where Purvi was waiting for him.
'I thought you must be sleeping' he said.
'I can't! I am terrified. What if Sam doesn't get killed and he finds out about our plan?' asked Purvi.
'Everything is gonna be okay darling. Trust me' said Sachin squeezing her hand.
'I hope so' said Purvi.
'Okay. So tell me how are we going to do it?' Sachin asked.
'Okay now Sam has a habit of drinking late at night. He gets the alcohol himself and never wakes me up. Tomorrow night I will hide all the beer bottles somewhere where he won't be able to find them. He always keeps a beer bottle in his car. Naturally when he won't find any beer here, he would go down to the garage to take the beer bottle from the car. Meanwhile you start the car and make sure garage is filled with smoke. Once he goes into the garage, you will lock it from outside. The car is old and the poisonous carbon monoxide fumes would suffocate him and kill him when he wouldn't be able to get out. We can tell the police that we looked for him everywhere and found him dead in the garage. It would look like he died of suffocation.' said Purvi.
Sachin looked at her. She seemed so confident and calm. As if she had lot of experience in such crimes.
'What? What do you think?' asked Purvi.
'Nothing. It sounds alright' said Sachin in a low voice.
O-o-o-o
The next day morning came bringing more worries for Sachin.
As he picked up the daily newspaper to read, a fat envelope fell out of it.
The envelope was addressed to him with a message which read: I am sure you would like to take a look at these photographs. With Love: Frank.
To Sachin's horror, these were photographs of the previous of him and Purvi. When Sachin called Frank to confront him, Frank told him to bring the deed papers that night else he would send a copy of those photographs to Sam.
Feeling extremely jittery and nervous, Sachin decided to meet Purvi at the Café.
'Hideous old bat!' Purvi muttered angrily as she looked at the photographs.
'What are we going to do? I can see our murder plan crumbling already!' said Sachin nervously.
'Oh calm down baby! Everything is going to be okay. Just do what I say. Tell Frank that you will get him the deed papers tomorrow instead of tonight. And when Sam would be dead by tomorrow morning, who is he going to show these photographs?' asked Purvi.
'Oh yeah. You are right. That was so stupid of me. My brain has indeed stopped working' said Sachin sighing.
'You are stressed darling. Don't worry. You are going to be okay.' said Purvi softly.
A/N - Surprised? I am sure you are! Constructive criticisms will be appreciated. Bash reviews will be deleted. Please let me know how you found the chapter! Just one more Chapter and an epilogue left and this story will end!
