The
gardener walked in, slowly, and the detective rose to greet him. Offering him
coffee, which the man politely denied, the Detective started on his questions.
In the next 20 minutes, the gardener spewed off immense details of what his
work was, what the major did daily, and what the other workers did as well.
“What
is your feeling on the Major’s death?”
“The
Major was a nice man, but he was loud at times, with all of us, and that day,
he abused me as well. But, I know the man didn’t mean it. Still, I won’t miss
him.”
“Thank
you for being so open with me about this Sir. Please give your contact details
to the gorgeous lady outside. And I would be obliged if you could send in the
maid as well.”
With
a nod, the man walked off, slowly and steadily, his left leg always a bit off
the floor- as though it were hurt. Ashish ran forward to help the man, and
asked, “Kaka, what happened to your leg? Anything serious?”
“No
no! I just sprained my ankle in the grounds.”
“Do
take care.”
“He
has to be! He has free access to the grounds, and he’s limping as well! The
fight could be the motive, and the weapon used will be determined by Forensics.
This is an open-shut case,” thought the Detective.
Stationing
himself back in his seat, he waited for the maid to walk in.
An
old woman, the shriveled maid took a couple of minutes to just walk in from the
door to the awaiting chair. At the age of 65, this woman had managed the house
from her childhood, and her parents had done the same before that. Slowly
speaking, the old lady enlightened the Detective of the family of the Major,
and his nature as well.
Yawning
soon, the Detective got up and abruptly rose and escorted the lady to the door.
“Ma’am,
my stunning assistant will go on from here. Do give her your contact details
before you leave. Shanaya, please take over from here. Also send in Mr. Postman
darling.”
“Yes
Sir. Forensics is here, what should I tell them?”
“Tell
them that I want a check of the broken window and the shards, and the weapon as
well. See if they can find some blood work or a fingerprint. Make them note the
patch in the grass, and the mark in the flooring- that has to be a footprint.
And for tomorrow, I want some life-like models and several glass panels as
well. Get it all ready by noon. I’ll drop in after lunch.”
“On
it Sir.”
“You
rock sweety, get to work now. Don’t keep staring at me!”
With
a lowered voice, Ashish went on, “This old woman can’t be the murderer, I have
to cross her out. The possibility that she climbed in or went out the window is
too absurd. She would still be getting down if that would be the case, or she
would be with the Major. Well, that’s assuming that the murderer got in through
the window and wished to leave the same way. Now, Forensics will help me there.
Let’s get this questioning done, then I’ll check on them.”
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