Title: Bloody Passion
Episode 2 of 5 part romantic short story series
Warning: The story contains adult content.
My leather boots clapped on the marble flooring of the Zigma Software as I stormed out of the elevator. Policemen in khaki uniforms swarmed in and out of the cubicles searching the nook and cranny of the office holding the leashes of sniffing dogs. Cameramen, TV journalists, press reporters milled around. There was police barricading around Akash’s cabin, and a cop was collecting and zipping things into the zip pouches. I saw Rajveer talking to a cop and in one corner Jahnvi sniffing and dabbing fake tears on her handkerchief. I couldn’t work out what to do and glared at the sea of passing faces. Staccato voices came into my ears. Pain-stricken, I was looking around when a hand landed on my shoulder. I turned around. Rajveer’s bland face showed definite signs of stress and fatigue. Zigma was Akash’s dream, but I and Rajveer were the two strong pillars of the company. The three of us had been the best buddies since college like the three musketeers type. It was after when Jahnvi joined office, things turned ugly. My illegitimate affair with my friend’s wife often led me into the state of panic and disbelief. I never realized when I breached the bond of trust. I betrayed Akash by sleeping with his wife. And now I was his murderer. “Looks like a case of suicide, but police has to do some routine questioning to seal the case. I hope you people understand.” The thick mustached cop told us before motioning his men to march outside. “Oh, sure, Mr. Hegde,” Rajveer replied. *** “It’s a clear case of drug overdose, Mr. Chaudhary. The autopsy ruled out any trauma or foul play. Akash’s toxicology report shows that he died from the combination of drugs in his body mainly the sedative propofol and anxiolytic medicine lorazepam. Now how can you say it’s a murder?” “Because I was involved in the planning of his murder.” I looked at him, my eyes glazing. “What are you talking about, Mr. Choudhary?” Inspector Hegde screeched his chair and sat across from the table, in front of me. His eyes bulged out of their sockets. He stared at me like he had seen an alien. “It’s true, inspector. I, Rajveer, and Jahnvi, the three of us, planned for this murder.” “Can you explain everything in detail?” Inspector Hegde gestured the constable to take notes of my statement. “I had an affair with Akash’s wife, Jahnvi.” I drifted my stare from Hegde’s dark brown face to my lap. “The day Akash was murdered, Jahnvi told me that Akash somehow got to know about our alleged affair and that he was getting the paperwork done to throw the two of us out of the company. Akash was also planning to trap the two of us into a money laundering scam.” “Oh, I see.” Hegde’s brow furrowed as I lifted my stare up. He didn’t speak anything, but a shitty grin surfaced on his coal-black lips. “There was one more angle to it.” I again buried my stare down to the table between us. “And what’s that?” Hegde asked. “Zigma had got a lucrative deal a couple of months ago. World’s software giant Cyprus wanted to buy Zigma and was ready to pay anything for it. Akash never wanted to sell Zigma. Zigma was his dream. But Rajveer, Jahnvi, and to some extent, I also was tempted by the deal. We could cash the situation to separately start our own companies. Something all three of us desperately needed after enduring Akash’s dictatorship and unpredictable behavior for quite some time. Rajveer agreed to be a contributor to the crime because he also wanted the money. So we three planned to murder Akash the following night. But later, after reaching home, I got the news on TV that Akash was found dead in mysterious circumstances. The crime that we planned for the following night had already been committed.” I paused and cleared my throat. “It’s none other than Rajveer and Jahnvi who murdered him. I think they somehow got a hint that I can be a traitor. That I can spill the beans. That I will tell everything to Akash. So they did it on their own keeping me in the dark.” Inspector Hegde exhaled a cold breath. He then brushed a hand over his head before putting his cap and adjusting it in place on his head full of black curly hair. “You be here. I need all three of you on police remand. Did you get that?” Hegde slammed his fists on the table as he stood, his eyes meeting mine.
To Be Continued….
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