The next day Sarla's morning went normally. When the lunch break started in her school, she was trying to hide that she was limping and slowly heading towards the canteen. That's when Madhar came up running from behind her, 'Hey! Stop. I want to talk to you. Sorry about the emotional outburst yesterday. And if you are really investigating my mother's death, I want to help you in that.' said Madhar. Sarla replied, 'Hey hey hey hey hey slow down and listen. I work alone and it will probably be difficult for you to investigate your mother's murder. So it's better if we part ways now.' 'No! It is my mom we are talking about. I'll do anything to find her killer.' he said this as he lightly touched her shoulder. Doing this, his shoe unknowingly trod over Sarla's injured foot. She cried out so loud that she had to bite her lip as many of  the people in the hallway started staring in their direction. 'Are you hurt? Does this have anything to do with your investigation?', asked Madhar. 'Just leave me alone.', replied Sarla.
'No. Show me. Come on the art room and tell me what happened.'
Madhar's voice was so stern, that Sarla couldn't say no. They went in the art room and Sarla showed him her ankle which had turned quite red by now. Madhar said, 'How did this happen? You should let someone check it.' 'No I won't let anyone know. But I can tell you how it happened. I slipped while climbing out of the bus.' 'You seriously think I'd believe that. Now spill out why you are being so discreet.' said Madhar. So Sarla narrated him all the events of the previous day. 'What!' Madhar cried out, 'This can't be happening! Now i definately need to help you. Plus you need a person on the inside of the victim's house.' 'OK sure. But you can't tell anyone about this. I will have to be even more discreet.We can start by going to the place where the body was found.' And off they went, two detectives trying to solve a murder mystery, the Aavadhi Murder mystery.

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First, Sarla and Madhar went to the site of where the body was found, Sarla limping and leaning a little on Madhar. It was directly below the window of Vamini's room. She could have been pushed from behind. But there were wires in between. Suddenly, Sarla saw a movement in the corner of the window. Someone had seen them. She told Madhar that they should separate, so Sarla went to her house while Madhar went to his.

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When she reached home, Sarla saw her mother packing her bag. 'Where are we going mum?', Sarla asked.
'To Kenya in Africa. We are going to help the sick children and we will stay there for 3 months. There will be no means of communication to India there because of network problems. So say your last goodbyes now. We leave tomorrow afternoon.'
'No I won't go. I promised Madhar that I'd keep him company.'
'Madhar... Vamini's son right.. Vamini who died.'
'Yes.. I can live in their house till you come back'
'But won't it be too much for them to have a guest so early. Especially Mr.Iyer. He will have to arrange for all the amenities. You should ask them first.'
'OK sure'
And off Sarla went to Madhar's house.

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'Madhar, I have to ask you an important question,' Sarla said. 'Not now, Sarla. My dad is in a very bad mood.' replied Madhar. 'It is for the sake of the investigation.' answered Sarla, frustrated.
'OK spit it out.'
'My mother is going to Africa for some charity. I will have to go with her unless I have a place to stay. Can I stay with you? Otherwise it is goodbye investigation because I will be gone 3 months. After such a long time, I doubt any evidence will be left.'
'But...mmmmm...'
'Say it quickly. I know it will be difficult for you and your dad but we really need this.'
'OK. I will try and convince my dad. I will text you when to come or not to.'
'Sure'