Abhijeet walked outside from the crime scene, looking around, assessing the area around. He looked over at the list of witnesses again, and then outside again.

"Pasi sahab?" called abhijeet, as pasi was busy noting down details of the crime scene he had discovered.

"Haanji sir." Replied pasi, as abhijeet had his glance set on a far away building, only a hazy vision of it visible from his line of sight.

"Yeh... Saumya bhi, deepika, bani ke saath ek hi tution mein padhti thi?" asked abhijeet, as pasi looked back to a few of his notes.

"Ji sir!" Exclaimed pasi, as he found out the piece of information required to verify abhijeet's query.

"Chaliye phir, zara inke rishte ki thodi jaanch-partaal karte hain... " Stated abhijeet, clearly knowing very clearly now, his theory might actually be closer to the truth than he thought.
   
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"Hmm.. Hmm... Theek hai.. Toh jab woh coaching centre se aa jayenge bata dena...kya hua... Theek hai, bye." Hung up purvi on the call, as she turned to ishita.

"Kya bola tumhara khabri?" asked ishita immediately, as she clearly appeared to have been rushed to come back here from work.

"Woh abhi deepika aur bani ke coaching centre gaye hain puch taach ke liye.... Saumya bhi wahin padti thi..." Informed purvi, as ishita quickly took one glance at her phone.

"Saumya ki body bhi toh uss hi area se mili thi..." Thought ishita out loud, as she quickly figured out what abhijeet was upto.

She quickly unlocked her phone to dial a number, placing the phone against her ear, impatiently waiting for the ringing to stop.

"Hello." She blurted out immediately, still thinking her next step, right on her feet.

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Dushyant sat quietly in what appeared to be an expensive restaurant, the kind someone like him would eat, but it was unusually vacant considering it was lunch hour.

The silence in the air, made gautam's entry quite apparent, when he entered the through the door.

He stormed inside, clearly very angry at being here. He sat down on the chair opposite to where dushyant was sitting, such that he was facing him directly.

"Kya baat hai, thode ghabraye hue lag rahe ho..." Commented dushyant in the most glaringly smug way there was to make the remark, only making gautam even more pissed off.

"Tumhe seriously lag raha tha tum mujhe blackmail kar sakte ho?" Interrogated singhania, there was annoyance in his voice, surprisingly not irritation or anger.

"Blackmail mat bolo, bas tumhe lunch pe invite karna tha... Tareeka polite nahi tha, kyunki woh toh tum bhi nahi ho kisi angle se..I'd say it's only fair." Retorted dushyant, making him a perfect contender for asshole of the year, only making him receive a disgusting glare from singhania, but his smirk remained intact.

"Chicken lababdaar mangaya tha, tumhara favourite..." Informed dushyant, making singhania sigh in disbelief, making him wonder what he had gotten himself into.

"Dushyant, kya chahiye tumhe?" asked gautam very bluntly, as dushyant leaned closer, passing a paper to him.

Singhania, still very suspicious of him, opened it, only to be completely shocked as he looked at it more, dushyant though, kept his poker face intact.

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Abhijeet and pasi stood in front of a class at the coaching centre, as they interrupted the teacher from instructing the lesson, because of their interrogation.

"Achi student thi... Swabhav bhi koi na zyada bura na acha... Koi shikayat nahi thi Mujhe usse..." replied the teacher, as abhijeet nodded, carefully examining each student, how they reacted to every single word.

"Acha, aur dost koi, saumya ke?" asked abhijeet, as he noticed a girl put her head down immediately, at the question. Clearly, he got the answer.

"Haan, anushka haina..." Pointed the teacher to the girl who was previously hiding her face, abhijeet had found his suspect.

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'Baat ho gayi meri uske papa se, kardiya usne hamara kaam.' Read kavin a text from purvi, flashing right on the notifications of his phone.

'Kaise na karta, tunhare resources ne usse saaf-saaf embezzlement ke liye pakda tha... Kya hi aukaat rahegi uss company ki jiske investors se ghutala kiya jaa raha hai.' replied kavin, keeping his phone aside.

He was sitting in his car, in an abandoned, eerily quiet road, that too at evening time, when suddenly, an indistinguishable figure arrived to sit inside the car, on the passenger's seat.

Kavi  handed her over some water to drink, as she gulped it down immediately. She wiped her mouth, tightening the lid of the bottle, when she looked over to him, only then was it revealed that it was actually anushka.

"Toh beta jaisa kaha tha waisa hi bataya na aapne police ko?" confirmed kavin, as the poor scared girl nodded quietly.

"Aap ab toh nahi phasayenge na mere papa ko, woh investor fraud ke case mein?" Asked anushka, as kavin smirked,  nodding in agreement.

"Main tab kyun woh baat sabke saamne lekar aaon, jisse chupaye rakhne ke liye mujhe kuch bhi mil sakta hai...." Remarked kavin, as he picked up his phone, seeing one text from purvi, flashing through a pop-up notification:

'Phasegi toh ab jasmine hi.'
  
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