Marshall finds it very easy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
The Story revolves around Swapna's murder which brings Victor Marshall into action!!

Submitted: May 25, 2016

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“There’s a message for you” shouted his mother. “Unlock the phone and read it aloud” he shouted in reply. “Meeting at 11 a.m. in Commissioner’s Office” was the message.
“I had informed him, he might be on his way” said Imran to Raghuraj in a confident tone. Raghuraj was taking keen look on a case file while they heard a door knock.
“May I come in sir?”
“Yes! Sure we were looking for you, take your seat. Pulling the chair to his side, he sat comfortably.
“We have called you for sharing something very important, I want you take this case”. Handing over the case file, Raghuraj explained him the case details.”Swapna, a 25 year old journalist was murdered in her apartment at Shenoy Nagar. We were informed about this by today morning 7 a.m., everything regarding this case except post-mortem report is in this file. We will give you the post-mortem report once it is done. We would also like to provide you a team if you wish to. Find the criminal as soon as possible”.
“Sure sir. I would like two sub-inspectors who can write in both left and right hand to work on this case along with me”.
“Sure, we will make the necessary arrangements at once”.
“Thank you sir”, saluting the senior officials, he left the room.
Victor Marshall, five foot six inches tall, broad chest, long face, queer eyes, always stays focused, intelligent indeed very intelligent.
On the way to crime scene he went through the file thoroughly while his brain started its complex manipulations.
Soon he reached the crime scene where he saw two sub-inspectors, Raj and Vikram waiting for him. Saluting him, both handed over their orders. The murder has taken place at Shenoy nagar, in Dwaraka Apartments. It was three storied building with three houses, two opposite faced and one adjacent to both in each floor following a triangular structure. Each house entrance had a wooden door and a red grill. Swapna dwelt in second floor opposite to Videsh Sharma’s flat. Studying the records given to him, he came to know, Swapna was the only daughter of Kamalesh and Vimala, who were taking care of business in Mumbai, working as journalist in a leading newspaper, Voice. And she was not in her flat for 3 days; she had arrived from Mumbai only that morning.
The trio was observing the crime scene carefully without missing even smaller details. Very soon he received the post-mortem reports. He sat on a rocking chair with the reports while others were looking for evidences. He started with crime scene pictures. Pictures were of Swapna’s body, her face facing ceiling-fan, blood shed around her neck just few steps from the entrance wooden door, was wearing
white chudidhar having only few strains of blood. Studying the report, he inferenced that murder has taken place around 5 a.m. using a sharp typical knife, cut was not very deep and the reason of death was of more blood loss. He thought for a while and called Raj, asked him, “who was the first person to see Swapna’s body?”
“It was Mrs. Sharma in the morning by 7 a.m.”
“Call her! I want to talk to her few words”.
Raj took some time, returned back along with Mrs. Sharma. Mrs. Sharma looked bit nervous and frightened.
“Ok Mrs. Sharma, when did you see Swapna today?”
“By 7 a.m. I opened her entrance doors, and then I saw her dead”.
“How did you know she has arrived and why did you go to her house?”
“I saw her doors were unlocked keeping grill door wide open and wooden door closed, when I opened my house doors to pick milk packet. So by seven in the morning went to see her to ask about her trip, that’s when I saw her body lying on the floor.”
“Oh! Fine you may go.”
Soon after she left, he called Vikram to note down few things. As he started telling orally Vikram noted down on a clean white sheet. It seemed to be some sort of checklist.
“College friends, College records, Lover, colleagues, work records throughout her career, last journey details, enemies of Swapna and her parents”, checklist read.
“I want all details regarding this”, he ordered Vikram.
Then he called Raj. He was also asked to take a checklist. “Trace last 5 calls, meeting everyone residing in the apartment including all servant-maids of every family, milk boy, paper boy”, read the checklist. As Raj was leaving to do his task, “Where are the parents of Swapna?” asked Marshall in coarse voice. “They are on the way, probably will be here in an hour”, he replied softly and left.
Meeting was organized, Swapna’s parents were also present and was about to start. Few were missing in the meeting providing personal reasons and they were verified by the trio. Meeting initially started with eight families who were the neighbors of Swapna then was with her parents and finally with servant-maids, milk boy and paper boy. Meeting gave him little new information.
She had to reach her flat by afternoon but she had reached very early. It was because of her mother considering the weather conditions being very hot; she had asked Swapna to leave Mumbai late night, thereby reaching her flat by early in the morning. Servant-maids of every house come for work only after ten in the morning. Milk boy comes to apartment everyday by 5.30 a.m. to deliver milk packets. Paper boy delivers newspaper by 6.45 a.m. to every house.
Looking at the pictures of Swapna’s body, Marshall was thinking very hard. He felt something very small was missing. Vikram arrived with his reports. There were no sensible information other than she had reached airport by 4 a.m. and trip to Mumbai was to headquarters of Voice for official reasons. Raj had traced last 5 calls. She had called her parents and three of her colleagues. Marshall asked Raj to call those three colleagues for a meeting and ordered him to trace the details of her calls on that day.
Meeting with the colleagues was done. He gathered information that she was on to Mumbai journey for highly confidential reason and it had been almost successful.
Sitting on chair with wry face looking at the pictures did his manipulations. Raj came with the reports of her call details. Marshall’s face suddenly glowed with delight.
“Yes! That’s it! I have found it! My calculations were right!” shouted Marshall in joy.
The trio started for the chase. They reached the house of Swapna’s servant-maid - Kumar, who was packing up his clothes in a bag hastily.
“What did Swapna say, when she called you yesterday night?” asked Marshall in rough voice holding the collar of Kumar. He denied letting a word at first but Marshall’s hand power can make wonders happen.
“I just followed the orders of Dr. Prathap, doctor whom Swapna usually consults. Swapna went to his hospital almost a week back as usual, when she found out illegal drug business which doctor was doing for years. She wanted that to be revealed to public through her newspaper, so collected the evidences against him. He tried very hard to stop her but couldn’t do anything and so planned for murder. She called me yesterday, said will be reaching home early in the morning by five and asked me to come to work as usual. I informed this to doctor, he made the plan and we executed it”.
“Where is he now?” questioned Marshall.
“I am not sure of his whereabouts, he asked me to leave city this afternoon and said he would also be leaving city this evening”.
Out of curiosity, Raj and Vikram asked Marshall, “Sir, how did you find servant-maid could be the culprit, how did you get the link, what should have happened early in the morning?”
“By 8 p.m. yesterday, she had called Kumar to tell him to come to work as usual, which he didn’t ssay iin the investigation. Swapna had reached airport by four in the morning, probably should have reached her flat around four forty five. Only Kumar knows her early arrival. They should have been waiting outside apartments by four thirty. They both should have sneaked into her flat behind her and murdered her. Kumar must have held her at back, laying her slowly on the ground thus causing no wounds on her head. Then they would have searched for the evidences. Meanwhile, Swapna had lost most of her blood. As blood would have been flowing outside the flat, Kumar would have started cleaning and kept everything arranged neat and tidy including her suitcases in the shelf of her bedroom. And that’s why in the pictures taken by police, blood was only around her neck. Also as per post-mortem reports, she had been murdered around five in the morning” explained Marshall very clearly to them.
Both stood spellbound for a while. Raj and Vikram took Kumar under their custody and Marshall went in pursuit of Dr. Prathap. With the help of small police force after searching Railway stations, Bus terminus, Harbor, check posts, Dr. Prathap was arrested by Marshall at Airport.
With all proper evidences filed, the trio handed over the case file to Raghuraj. Saluting their higher official left the room. Silence prevailed among them for a while and everyone bid goodbye, started off to their homes.
Few Days later…
“There’s a message for you” shouted his mother. “Unlock the phone and read it aloud” he shouted in reply. “Meeting at 11 a.m. in Commissioner’s Office” was the message.
Marshall smiles…
The Trio rejoins…


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