The coffee was good

The team went straight to the nearest police station to inquire more about the incident.

There was not much to know in the police station either because the case was already closed. However, the handglove was still a lingering question to everyone.

I guess, it belongs to that lady" The policeman sitting on chair with his arms crossed said.

That made no sense at all. The glove was clearly for mens but not women. The other things that they found were just a few jewellery and nothing else. The body was already cremated so they could not ask for anything else.

To their surprise this incident took place just two weeks before Mr. Carl's murder. It's obvious that he must have employed that housekeeper once he got the news of her sudden demise.

On asking the housekeeper he agreed that Mr. Carl gave him the job two weeks before his death. Unfortunately, he went to his hometown just for a few days and returned back to know his master was already dead. Well, that's what he said.

The policeman further said, her body was found lying in a small corner of her house. "After the incident happened there was a person who came to see her! " The policeman added.

"Who was it? " Dayal asked, wishing to find some clue.

"I don't know. He was of medium height and he didn't look like a resident of this place. "

He placed three photographs on his desk namely; Mr. Carl, Kunal and the housekeeper. The man immediately brought his finger to point at Mr. Carl.

"Did he say something? "

"No.Actually he is the one who told us to close the case. " He said with a nod.

Dayal couldn't say anything else but"okay".Mr.carl has always been a mystery to them. Ever since he was found dead everything that happened was somehow related to him.

They reached their office soon after having the required details about the incident. Mr. Dayal saw that directors were still sitting in his cabin which infuriated him even more. He mutters something to himself and then enters the room putting the fakest smile on his face.

"Hey...you are back." The officer said without turning his head towards the door.

Dayal walked through the doors and took a seat on the opposite side facing the officers.He could see the smirk appearing on his senior's face. He must have already got the news of that lady.

"Well you are still here! " Dayal says sliding his cellphone down the desk.

"I was waiting for you" He says.

"Eh… don't you have any cases recently? "He says sarcastically.

Before the person could say any further Mr. Dayal continues" Well I have,so let me do my job.It will be better if you don't waste any of your precious time here. ".Dayal ended his words with a small grin.

" Well then. "The officer stood up knowing he had no other choice but to leave now.

" Thanks Sir.I will work harder. "Dayal says politely and shifts to his desk. The person immediately leaves once he starts pretending to be busy with his work. Dayal reaches for telephone and calls.

" Please let me know beforehand if these officers are coming to meet me"he says to his manager.

"Sir, they didn't inform us… "

"That son of… "the rest he mutters without being audible to her.

"Sir! "

"Oh yes. Just tell them I'm not here from next time. "

"Okay sir. " She says with a small chuckle.

Day all hung up the phone and was about to start his work but then something sparked in his mind. Those last words he said to his manager. 'Next time' he recalls and her chuckle. Out of habit he said that but maybe this was their last visit to his cabin.

Moments later Jake and Loy came in. Loy was holding a transparent packet. Within it was the black handglove.

"Did you find something? " Day all asks as soon as they reach the table.

"No Dayal, but this clue, is it helpful? " Loy asked.

"I don't know, but we will keep it. "

Dayal notes Jake's expression and asks"do you have to say something? "

"Aah no. " He says hesitantly.

"Loy, I will get back to you later. You may go and do your work. "

"Sure." He agrees and takes a step towards the door along with Jake before dayal stops them.

"Jake,you stay"He orders.

Loy left the room within any further delay and Jake was staring at Mr Dayal's coffee mug because he had nothing else to look at.

" You, want some coffee? "

"N-no… " He stutters.

"But I want one. We are going to have a long discussion" He says air quoting the word long.

"Well.. "

Dayal presses the buzzer on his table and orders the coffee.

"Now, will you take a seat by yourself or shall I… "

"Yeah." He immediately takes a seat.

"Is it about that politician?"dayal assumes.

" No ,the officer. "He hushed.

Dayal raised his eyebrows in surprise and pulled his chair forward to listen to him.

" I can't be sure but I guess I saw him in a meeting with that politician. If I'm guessing right it was just before I was….umm, I was kicked out. "

"Where did you see him? I mean the meeting, where was it held? "

"Aah… maybe at a five star restaurant. I know it because, as you know I worked with him. "

"I know that. Well what was he discussing though? "

A knock on the door startled them and they immediately got cautious. However, it was the manager who brought them coffee.

"Sir, here's your coffee" She placed the cups on the table and stood there with a smile. To that Dayal said "now, I guess you can leave! "

"Oh okay sir. " She runs out of the room producing a clicking sound of her heels.

"She's weird" Jake states.

"Anyways where were we? "

"Oh… Sir this politician had often had meetings with different people and in different locations. Of course some of them were for work purposes but I can guarantee not all of them. In fact, I heard him talk to one of the gangsters as well"

"And that's when you realized something is wrong with him? "

"Exactly"

"We will eventually know about all this once we catch him. For that we need to solve these cases step by step and then get him. "

"Yes"

They talked over coffee for an hour or so and then decided to join their team in the meeting room.

As they were about to leave Mr. Dayals cabin they stopped by the managers desk.

"The coffee was good! " Dayal said with a smile. The manager smiled back.

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