Paris

Macintosh Palace

Robert sat royally on his seat near the dining table keenly observing the new maid. He had his doubts on her from the time, she had landed in the mansion.

He would tail her like a greyhound from time to time, making it obvious to many who would get puzzled at his odd behaviour.

"...sire?...the detectives are awaiting for you..." the butler came inside to inform the master about Sara and Edward along with the detectives in the Macintosh family.

"...Proceed them towards the garden area...I will be there...in a minute..." Robert got up from his seat and went to change into more formal wear than his normal golf t-shirt and pants.

In the garden area

Sara was fiddling with her pen on not able to completely recite the questions that she and Edward had made to interrogate with the Macintosh family.

"...relax, honey!...you got this, hm?" Edward softly patted her cheeks as she grabbed his hands with her smiling eyes.

Edward was sure that his girlfriend was having her jitters for her first interrogation.

"...hope I didn't keep you waiting for long?...I couldn't help it...I am a busy man..." the sceptical reply from the Macintosh junior made Edward crease his brows but he smiled to look unbothered with the hour wait.

"...So?...what is it that you wanted to ask now?" Robert removed his sunglasses and sat with his arrogance oozing out of the young prince.

Edward nodded speaking "...as per your last statement...you said that the family had been searching for a new caretaker ever since the death of the last one...did you perhaps find someone?"

Robert smirked answering "...yes...she is here..." upon which Edward asked if they could interrogate the maids and servants once again.

"...see Mr. detective...I appreciate your concern for our case...but you have already asked all of them...then...I guess...your questions should be diverted to us...coz I for one was targeted by the killer...and not some filthy servant!...hm?" Robert's brazen reply made Sara a little angry but she even so approached with her question.

"...Mr. Robert?..." As the pretty Sara bought the rude Robert's attention to her, he perked up at her beauty and smiled, not at all liked by Edward.

"...when you went inside the kitchen...you said that the lights had immediately gone...making it pitch dark...for you to recognise any presence...isn't it?"

"...well...it was not that dark...I could still make out the actuality of the counters...but yeah...it was dark enough to not be aware of any other person's presence in the kitchen..."

"...but Robert?"

"...Mr. Robert!"

Edward creased his brow but endured for the sake of the case.

"...Mr. Robert...so you are saying that there was someone in the kitchen when you went to refill your bottle...is it?"

"...Oh...I didn't say that...the lady here did...and for your question...no...I couldn't sense anyone's presence...but...um..." his last statement perked up the young lawyer.

"...but?"

"...in the morning...when the police had come to investigate...there was...Jacob's wife...Martha...she was not at all sad...I mean...it might be me...coz...I am not married...nor I have experienced the loss of someone precious...but even so...she was looking quite normal for a widow who abruptly lost her husband...I don't know...*chuckles*..."

Edward glanced at Sara who was equally quipped at the last statement and further requested.

"...Mr. Robert...I know you are quite protective about your people...but...please if you want us to not barge into your daily life like this...I suggest that you let us question your servants..." Sara's soft words kind of melted the stubborn kid who thought about it. It was true the Macintosh family were on a house arrest since the murder and had missed on a lot of their family and friend expeditions.

"...Fine...but not more than an hour...and not every day...every Friday...might suffice...no weekends visits...and I suppose you could hurry back on your investigations...so that we can have some relaxation from this murder fiasco!!..." As Robert made his command, Edward smiled with effort at his words and got up to meet the servants.

After meeting with the servants, Edward and Sara were in a fix. As the statements given by Robert and the servants were contradictory to each other, making it more confusing.

As per one of the older maids, it was quite confusing. They stated that Robert had come down in the morning after his long sleep, which was so unlike of the master who was a light sleeper. But ever since the murder, Robert would accustom himself to his room more than usual.

And regarding Martha. The poor soul was under shock, with anxiety and fits followed by the sudden death of her husband. Contrary to the statement given by Robert.

"...I think Eddy...Robert is trying to stall us...I mean...the servants would not lie about Martha..." Sara's statement did made Edward think but he replied "...but Sara...if we think...even the servants would lie about their cruel master...I mean seeing the arrogancy of Robert towards us!!...one can imagine what a jerk he would be to his maids and servants?!!"

Both were correct in their stand. But what was the truth?

But they had to wait till the next Friday to approach the maids again, thanks to the royal prince's new order.

Edward donned his sunglasses and thanked the detectives for their perseverance.

"...love...shall we have lunch?" His words paused Sara's thoughts and she smiled saying that she had to meet Monica for her dress rehearsal. Monica had again bagged a new audition in one of the Pop sensation production house.

Sara and Ashley were helping the persistent girl to let live her dream.

Hotel Passione

Edward kissed her cheeks as he bid his bye to Sara on the hotel front porch.

"...Hm...seems like my advice is working...peppy Sara?" Ashley couldn't help but tease the blushing Sara who shied at the remark.

Yes, Ashley advised Sara to make Edward feel loved with her simplicity than her unwanted erotism. Edward was a mature, handsome young man who was whooshed from his feet by her natural self and not her sensuality.

At night

Naik Villa

"..." Rashmi was not able to understand on how to put the diaper on the infant who was just wiggling on the baby changing table.

"...*chuckles*..." Abhishek was watching his clueless wife scratching her head and twirling the diaper in her chubby hands.

As Rashmi saw how skilfully he put the diaper onto the crying infant (coz of the cold impact on the baby skin) and cradled the baby to sleep.

"...How?!!..." as Rashmi asked him who shushed till he could place the sleeping baby softly in the crib. He picked her wrist and softly moved outside the nursery whispering "...I was doing it when you were on your rest period in the hospital...so yeah..."

Mumbai

In the early morning 4 am

Kansya Industries ltd.

A sly figure had decided to clip the correct wire in the main power room.

§ The conference room

§ MD's room

§ Cafeteria

§ VC's room...flick!

The appropriate wire was cut cross enough to make the person jolt with the shock on slight touch of any electrical equipment in the VC room – PC, AC control, Coffee maker, White screen. He had already mishandled some of the electric devices in the VC room to give the apt effect for the shock.

The figure then sighed with a satisfied smile on its face and went outside the control room as it had come inside – like a weasel.

At 8:30 am

The receptionist Diana jogged inside the office, swiping her card onto the id scan and kept her bag on the table.

She pressed the buttons on the intercom to take any messages or calls which could have come in after 7 pm.

As she answered all the pending calls, she adjusted her strays hair and got up to get herself some coffee and donuts.

"...Hi, Diana!...the regular I suppose?..." the cafeteria lady wished the young lady who smiled and resumed her share of life with the lady in her 40s.

As she walked towards her desk, she saw the employees entering the office premises one by one and clocking their in-time.

She managed to take as much important messages for the MD, VC or other high-level management to keep them updated.

"...Diana?...be a darling and keep this in the VC room...I urgently need to visit the washroom...please!!!" Tina wiggled with her Louis Vuitton bag and managed to give Diana the important VC files.

Diana smiled and climbed the elevator to reach the 9th floor – VC floor.

The light in the elevator was flickering badly making her scared and she thought '...I need to make that call to the electrician...the power is acting up again...*sigh*...'

A sunglasses donned Yogita stopped the elevator door from closing with her Chanel boots laden feet, flashing her fake smile to the receptionist who complied with her wide smile.

"...what is it in your hand, huh?" Yogita asked the receptionist who explained the relevance of the files, to which Yogita glanced the young pretty girl up and down.

"...I will take them...go ahead...do your little typing session in your little box..." snatching the file from her, Yogita teased the girl who felt bad at her remark but was aware of the conniving vamp who wanted to become the lady of the Joshi house.

As the receptionist saw the once yoga instructor of the VC smile at Mrs. Raina who wished Yogita with her wide smile. Puzzling Diana on the shrewd secretary being so lovable to the vamp of a Yogita.

VC Cabin

Yogita slammed the files on the VC table and glanced at her watch – 9:10 am, confusing her.

"...Shri is never this late...odd?...*sigh*..." murmuring she picked the AC control to increase the air.

Zapp!!

Low screaming, She threw the AC control on the ground with the sudden shock. She cussed the office employees at not maintaining the office premises.

She tried to rub off the aftershock impact by massaging her fingers, moving towards the switch board to on the fan.

Flick!

The VC floor office employees were at a standstill when the power went off suddenly with their equipment being turned off abruptly.

The whole VC floor was at a haphazard situation, with ringing up the admin department to fix the issue.

9:30 am

Harish moved out of his car to attend his 10 am meeting with the investors and called his secretary who told him the power situation.

"...ok...arrange the call in the conference room..." saying so Harish moved to the conference room in the 5th floor with his assistant jogging to him with the required files and accessories.

5th floor

Conference room

Harish jogged to get the concall and moved inside the conference room by sipping on his decaf.

After an hour, he wished the participants and told them about the positivity of the French company merger.

"...Call Mr. Martin and fix the meeting next weekend...have you checked with the hotel suite...I don't want any mistakes like the last time...hm?" he instructed the assistant who assured on the fixation of the appointment with hotel booking as per the VCs demand.

9th floor

Harish moved out of the elevator and rushed to his cabin when

"...Sir?..." he found his secretary call him out, confusing him. As Mrs. Raina never leaves her place and on top of it, she was tearing up.

"...what is it, Mrs. Raina?...everything alright?..." as he caressed the old woman's shoulder who ducked her face under her handkerchief with her unstoppable cries.

"...Mr. Joshi?..." a neatly suited man walked towards him with handing over the file back to the employees. 

(Detective Arjun)

"..." as Harish shaked hands with the unknown person in his office uninvited. He glanced over his terrified employees.

"..." Harish ran to his cabin after hearing the words spelled by the detective.

His cabin was filled with the array of CIA agents clicking photos in and around the dead body of – Yogita.

He saw the way her lifeless body was lying on the floor, making him confused and scared at the same time.

The detective held his shoulders and walked with him towards the couch, with Harish not taking his teared-up eyes from Yogita.

As the detective – Arjun told him the morning event with the victim – Yogita being prey to the high voltage shock being endured by her when she tried to on the fan from the switch board.

"...but how?...I don't understand detective...I mean...we never had this power issue before..." Harish told him that the office was fully maintained from time to time by the power department.

Asthe detective smiled at his last statement, he informed the clueless Harishthat his receptionist herself had told that the office was suffering from powerissue for the past one month. 

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