The roll of
thunder was deafening! The skies lit up with the lightning as it struck huge
streaks of flashes across the sky. The noise of the bullet fired was drowned in
the fury of nature. Neha looked at the body in the silhouette as it slumped, by
the letter box where the light was very dim. The drizzle had increased in the
intensity. Neha turned on the ignition
of her car and started the wiper, as the car slowly slid forward before
vanishing in the darkness.
A year ago,
it was a hot summer evening when she had gone to meet Chander in the Hotel
Lido. Chander had asked for an appointment at 7 PM to discuss a business
proposition. Neha wore a cream color saree , a golden blouse with a white pearl
necklace. She had applied mascara on her eyes and wore a Christian Dior
perfume. The matching pearl earrings sparkled under the chandelier light as Neha
settled down in the chair opposite. Chander was immediately struck with her
persona and after a brief introduction of him outlined the business
proposition. Neha, looked at Chander and could feel the discomfort of his eyes,
that wandered while talking to her. She was intelligent and could read his
thoughts. She asked a few questions and the meeting was concluded. They shook
hands and left.Chander was a typical loud mouth businessman who had several interests. He was into the real estate business. He had also opened a showroom dealing in readymade garments to offer legitimacy to his earnings even though footfalls were not enough to turn the business around. In the days that followed Neha became a business associate for Chander’s garment business.
One evening about
a week before, when Neha was just getting ready to leave the office she heard a
heated argument in the adjoining room. She peered through the crack in the
glass partition of the window and saw two men arguing over some transaction and
a stack of currency notes lying on the table. Chander had covered his mouth
with a handkerchief and was telling someone to pay up the amount or else he would
not see his brother alive. She stiffened and almost froze. It was call for
ransom but she could not make out to whom he was talking. She quietly closed
the door and slipped out of the office and waited outside. Her heart was still
pounding as she tried to regain her composure. She hailed a taxi and left for
her home. She turned around but could not see anyone coming out or going in the
office. In a few minutes she was home. She prepared a cup of tea and closed her
eyes and sipped the hot tea. Slowly the jigsaw puzzle appeared to be falling in
place. She had heard the name Amit while Chander was speaking on the phone.
Yes, Amit Mittal it must be with whom Chander had struck a property deal which
had gone sour! But why should Chander threaten Amit? After some more brooding it struck Neha that
Chander had got Amit’s brother kidnapped through the hired goons and was
negotiating the ransom when she had overheard the conversation. Neha realized
that if Chander learnt that she knew of his nefarious designs, it would spell
more trouble for her.
Amit opened
the door to find a courier who had been ringing the bell. He collected the
packet which had an address of Mumbai. He tore open the packet and was shocked
to see a ring belonging to his brother Aman, tumble out from the packet on
which there was a small note.
‘Your brother
is with us. The proof (his ring) is sent to you. Leave the money at the letter box painted in
Green at Gol Post Office . Wait till you see your brother coming towards you
and leave the place. Do not inform the police or act smart’
Amit was
rattled and slumped on the sofa. His mind was racing. He was sure that it was
doing of Chander with whom the deal of property had fallen.He had informed the
police of the telephone call from an unknown number. A plain clothes policeman
rang the bell after sometime and collected the packet and told him to wait for
further instructions.
Next
evening, Chander asked Neha to accompany her for a meeting in the evening. He
asked her to get her car as he had to go for dinner after the meeting. Neha
agreed but was still disturbed after the previous day’s episode and wanted to
stop working with him. Halfhearted, she agreed as she did not want him to get suspicious!
Aman was
feeling suffocated with a cloth stuffed in his mouth and his wrists ached as
they were tied with the nylon rope. He could barely stretch his legs on the
back seat of the car where he was held captive. He heard the voice of two men
on the front seat and they were planning to dump him. The effect of the drug
was wearing off. Slowly, Aman managed to free his wrists from the bond. The car
came to a sudden halt and the duo opened the window and locked the car and
slipped in the dark. The leaden sky with lightning and thunder would serve a
perfect escape, Aman thought. He reached his hand towards the front seat and
was delighted to find a pistol which had been left behind by the occupant!
Neha drove
through the rain till she came close to the Gol Post Office. Chander signaled her
to stop and asked her to wait till he returned. She heaved a sigh of relief and
saw him walk towards the letter box painted in green color, about a hundred
yards away!
Aman saw the
two occupants of the car strolling nearby and also saw Chander standing on the
edge of the letter box and recognized him instantly. He picked up the pistol
and aimed at Chander who was picking up a briefcase! The sound of the shot was
muffled in the nature’s thunder and lightning as the body slumped.PS: Image Kind Courtesy Google
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