The death letter

Psewhhhhh...... a terrible sound came from Mr. Smith's office. Mrs. Smith rushed to the office in no time. But what she was not absolutely prepared about what she saw. His husband was groaning as he was shot in his neck. Mrs. Smith somehow catches him before he fell on the ground. But it was too late for Mr. Smith. He just said, “Take care of yourself please” and left the world. Mrs. Smith burst into tears. Police was called.

“Hello? Is it Mr. Raghab ?”

“Yes, I am. Come in. How can I help you?”

“Take my greetings. I’m Mr. Alok, lawyer of Mrs. Smith. Have you heard about the death of Mr. Smith? I am on that case.”

“Ummm yah I’ve seen the news. But didn’t pay much heed. Can you please explain the events?”

“Ok so..... Mr. Smith is a doctor. Previously he lived in Jaipur. Then he transferred to Bethel town. Soon after transferring he got married. But he don't talk much about his tenure in Jaipur. Everything was good. His office was alongside his home. 3 days before his death a woman came to his office. According to his assistant they might have an argument. And the woman was saying, “please don't do this to me" or something like that. The next day he posted a letter. And day after that he was dead.

Police has arrested Mrs. Smith as they had got the fingerprints of her on the revolver. But from my point of view any person would have touched the revolver at that situation. So it is not clearly evident that she is the killer.”

“But what intentions she might have if really she is the killer?”

“From investigations we came to know that the woman who came 2 days before his death was his first wife. And maybe Mr. Smith married her when he was in Jaipur. But there is no evidence that they were divorced. So police is saying that Mrs. Smith found out that Mr. Smith didn’t tell about his first wife and killed him out of anger for this reason.

But I know my client is innocent. She can’t do this to her husband. And apart from that I am also a friend of Smith. So if her wife was really responsible for his murder I would not run for this case”

“Hmmm, I see. First of all we need to find out the letter. Maybe his first wife may know about it. Please give her address. I’ll investigate her”

“Here it is and her name is Susmita. And please solve the case fast as Mrs. Smith is not mentally so strong. She might not tolerate.”

Raghab is very smart and prominent detective of the city. Most of the time he works on more than one cases at a time. But this time forgetting all other cases he focuses on this very case.

“It’s been 2 days. Any update, Raghab?” the lawyer asked.

“ Yes. I followed Susmita. She is staying at Kakali Hotel. I have gathered information from the guards and receptionists of the hotel. She lefts the hotel within 10 am everyday and returns at night. Yesterday I was arrived the hotel at 9 am. Then I started to follow her as soon as she leaves the hotel.

I must say she is a very tactful lady. She chose the crowdy route to reach her destination so that it is difficult to follow her. She noticed each and every person around her. But following the detective techniques I was managed to stay out of her sight. The simple rule is don't try to hide otherwise you will be caught. So eventually she reached the ‘Shyema’ apartment.

She moved to flat-5D and met a guy. They had a short conversation. Soon after that she left.

“Ok we have to gather information about that guy.”

Next day…

“Ok, Nehal. We’ve got up at the hotel opposite to the Sheyma apartment. We have to keep an eye on this guy Shakil all day long. Got it?”

Nehal is Raghab’s assistant.

“Sir come fast. Shakil is going somewhere. And I have noticed another person also following Shakil. “

At the central park,

“ Mmmm that guy is very fishy. Isn’t it, Nehal? Does he have same intention like us behind Shakil? But if it is we need to know what it is.”

Suddenly Shakil got into a car and vanished suddenly from the eyes of them.

Later that day,

“Have you noticed that the man looked very frustrated when Shakil left suddenly. But even if he is a detective he is very noob I must say", Raghab said.

“Yes he may be a very important clue for our case”, Nehal replied.

“The lawyer informed me that the condition of Mrs. Smith is not that good. She is very traumatized after the murder and now she herself is in jail for the accusation of her husband’s murder. So we don’t have much time left. We have to solve this case as fast as possible.”

“I have to deal with Shakil personally. Only snooping will not work”, Raghab sighed.

Next day Raghab and Nehal was standing behind a tree and snooping Shakil. The very same person of that day was also there at a little distance. Shakil was going somewhere.

“Watch Nehal what I do.”

He walked quickly and went in front of Shakil.

"Look bro that man is following you for a long time. You gotta do something about that. Maybe he has a bad intention or something like that."

"Oh come on ,dude. Now you started to following me? How dare you? Beware my dear. You don’t know the consequences. Stay out of me.", Shakil screamed on that man.

"By the way thanks man. What is your name?”

“Raghab”.

“Oh thanks a lot. I see you are a man of business. I needed someone like you.”

“Well you wanna meet?”

“Yah sure. Come to Sheyma apartment block 5D tomorrow afternoon.”

“Sure”, a slight smile on Raghab’s face.

Nehal asked, " What Shakil said to you sir?"

"Well well I’m going to meet him tomorrow. Now it will be fun"

By that time police had investigated at Susmita's hotel room. But they didn't get much information; not even the letter. But she still remains as one of the main suspects.

It’s 12 am ......

" Nehal, I’m going to get a coffee. Shall I also grab one for you?”

“Yes please. Thank you sir.”

“We need to be awake this whole night. Keep an eye vey carefully on the apartment.”

“Yes sir’’

Couple of hours later...

"Have you noticed something?’’

"Not yet sir. Lights are off in all the flats.’’

" Hmmm ......wait wait!! Who’s that in the garage? Isn’t it Shakil? And who’s that person with him?"

"Sir it can be that detective man . He seems to be drunk. He can’t even walk properly.’’

"Call a taxi fast. He is taking him into a car’’

"Yes sir yes sir.

Hello taxi? Hello...... damn it...

Sir he is not responding’’

"Shit they left. We lost them from in front of our eyes. It can’t be.....”

The next day...

"How it can be? I can’t lose. Ok no matter Raghab. Still the case is in your hand. Have patience.’’

"Hello, Raghab? Have you read today’s newspaper?’’

"No, not yet.’’

"A dead body is found in the central park. The man's name is Bilal. Police is saying his death had occur last night.’’

"What?!? This must be that man whom Shakil took in the car. Maybe just to throw his body in the park.’’

"Ok, Mr. Alok. I’m going to meet Shakil at the apartment. If you can then keep a backup ready in case I fall in danger.”

At Shakil’s residence,

"Oh so you are here, Raghab", Shakil said.

“Wow you remembered my name. Tell me what is my work.”

"No work for you. The work is already been done.’’

Maybe he is talking about detective’s murder, Raghab thought.

“ Ohh the work is done? But I wanted to do it. By the way what was the work?’’

"The work is same as people like you and me always do’’

"What do you mean? You know what I do?’’

"I don’t know but I can surely guess.’’

"Wow! I don’t have that much brain. I can’t guess’’, Raghab said laughingly.

“ What do you do?’’ Raghab asked.

“ Previously I was a guard at a pub. But now I just do small tasks for living.”

“What kind of tasks?”

“That of rich people’s small tasks. Threatening or making people understand in unique technique, you know.’’

"Hmm I see. But there are risks in these type of works. Isn’t it?’’

"Yes of course. But I also want to live in peace.’’

"Only you want to live in peace? The people whom you have harmed don’t have the right to live in peace?’’

"What are you talking about, dude?’’ Shakil laughed.

"However you didn’t do right with Bilal last night.’’

"What?? You know Bilal? Who are you? What do you want actually?’’

“I have seen many times in my career when a person becomes panicked in this way right after he shoots the other person. I also have a gun my dear”, Raghab thought.

Raghab shot on hand of Shakil just before Shakil was going to shoot him.

'' Ahhhh detective!!’’

"Yes I am. Now tell everything about Mr. Smith’s death and all the consecutive events. Otherwise I will not spare you. My next bullet will hit your head.’’

“ You think yourself very smart huh?? You were acting this whole time?’’

“Hmm you got it. Mr. Smith sent a letter day before he died. Where is it?” I want to know what was the plan of you and your partner.’’

"Partner? means Susmita? hahaha..... first thing if you have talked to her you may know that she doesn’t give much information. Because she herself doesn’t know much.’’

"I have deal for you. If I give you the note that Mr.Smith wrote before death and that proves Mrs. Smith is not guilty, will you give me 30 minutes so that I can flee from here?’’ Shakil offered.

“You think I will believe you? And what’s the proof that you have the note and you will give it to me?”

“You want to hear about Mr. Smith? And the connection of Bilal, me and Susmita to this case?”

“I’m listening.”

“ Long before in Jaipur Smith was caught in illegal works and his doctor license was cancelled. Then I made him a fraud license as I was his friend. Then he shifted here and worked as a doctor. But Smith was not his real name. Real Smith is a small doctor living in Jaipur with his wife Susmita. The person whose body is found today in the park is the real Smith.

After few months This fraud Smith started to earn a handsome amount of money. And he used to give an amount of money to me every month as I knew his truth. He didn’t want that his married life become destroyed for this lie. But as his income was increasing I told him to increase my money as well. But he refused. Rather he started to threat me. hahaha....

Then I gave some money to Susmita and taught her what to tell to Smith. I arranged the conversation so that it seems it is a talk between a couple. I asked for 70 million from Smith. But he rather started to laugh.

I was very angry. Then I sent him the newspaper where his fraud crime was published. Seeing that he was broken that how he will tell his wife. That's why he suicided.

My work was done almost. I would get Smith's property then; at least half of it. It is good police's suspect fell on Mrs. Smith. I didn't think of that though.

Everything was good. But this Belal was snooping us. So I had to show him his destination.

However, Raghab. You have no proof what I told till now. Better I am giving you the note and you let me go."

Shakil handed over a paper to Raghab.

"Now let me go...."

"Wait Shakil, what's that paper in your pocket?"

Shakil started to run.

"Wait, Shakil.....", Raghab screamed.

Bang.... Shakil was shot dead.

"Ohh Raghab you are here,. I shot him as he was fleeing. Any update?" asked Mr. Alok.

"The case is solved, Shakil convinced his crime. I recorded his statement. And the note in his pocket proves that Mrs. Smith is innocent. Thank god you were here. He was fleeing giving me a fake note."

"Well done, Mr .Raghab. That's what I expected from you", chuckled the lawyer.