INVESTIGATION II (MEGHA'S POV)

Everyone's gaze was fixed on me as I asked that I have another suspect.

"Who is that now?", Krish asked

"I am not sure I probably need to ask Akash a few questions before I fix them as my next suspects", I said and Krish sighed

I sat next to Akash and held his hand before asking the questions because this guy is in very need of assurance. I looked at Shrey giving me an annoyed look and his face clearly asking me 'Who is the police here him or me?'

"Akash why did you and Rohit move out of your house?", I asked

"Hmm... he... no... we wanted to live... independently", he lied.

"Lies will not help us anyway"

"My parents slowly started to like Rohit more for his money than his personality"

"Okay"

"It became a little uncomfortable for both of us in that house so we moved out"

"Did they try any stupid things?"

"I overheard them planning to blackmail his parents and collect money from them"

"Seriously?"

"Money has the power to turn a human into a devil"

"I guess you all know who is my suspect now?"

"Don't tell me..."

"Yes your parents are my new suspects", I said

The house was filled with shouts of silence. They were all shocked about me always suspecting the parents. They were the only people surrounded by Rohit. If not then we have what to do next, because if it is not them then all personal reasons would have come to an end. As per whatever Rohit has said to me he has been this reserved and introverted kind of boy. He had no friends other than Akash. He has never fought with anyone other than Krupa. Even thinking about her killing him is ridiculous because she is one of those scared-for-everything kinds of girls.

Krish, Akash, and I went to meet Akash's parents after a while. We entered house S12 on the seventh floor of Elite apartments. It was a cozy home with a grey theme. He called out to his parents as we entered his house. A couple walked out of the kitchen. They looked young, freaking so young that nobody is going to believe that they have a 21-year-old son. His mom was lean and fair, she was wearing a lavender color, an oversized T-shirt, a pair of black sweatpants, an apron, and had a ladle in her hand.

His father was a few inches taller than his wife, hair which was a mixture of black and white and was messy like he has just rolled out of his bed. He had a well-built body, his biceps looking prominent in the tight red shirt that he was wearing. Now I understand the reason behind Akash's good looks.

"Akash", they said in unison with a shocked expression.

Akash wouldn't have stepped into this house after moving out I guess that might be the reason why they gave such a reaction.

"Yes, it is me your son hope you remember me", he said

How can he say such rude words to his parents? He winced as I slapped his arm, I held his collar and pulled him towards me which made him bend a little. He is so tall for god's sake.

"You can't talk like this to your parents", I whispered in his ears angrily

"But they..."

"Ask them sorry"

"Sorry", he mumbled

I stamped his leg with all my strength which made him scream out of pain and his parents were dumbstruck seeing an unknown random pregnant woman manhandling their only son.

"Apologise to them properly, now", I warned him

"Mom. Dad. I am sorry for being mean", he said

"It is okay, son", his dad said

"Who s she and why is she hitting you in front of me?", his mom asked him pointing her finger at me. She was trying her best to control her emotions.

"She is Dr. Megha. Don't mind her yelling and hitting me it is all her extreme mode shares having now because of pregnants she is a very sweet person. Even inspector Shrey is scared of her"

"Inspector Shrey?"

"The one handling Rohit's case"

"I'm really sorry for your, I mean our loss, Akash"

"Hmm"

"Why are they here?"

"Megha and Krish are here to ask you some questions"

"About"

"Rohit's death, they are investigating the case with inspector Shrey"

"Akash don't tell me that you and your friends think that we killed him", his father growled

"I'm afraid that we are"

"He was like our son, we loved him"

"Exactly dad you loved him before you got to know that he is rich. After that, you were behind his money"

"Akash..."

"I haven't completed yet dad, KEEP QUITE UNTIL I FINISH", Akash said.

He was raging in anger, his hands holding his hair roughly to calm herself down, his eyes were red, tears filled in the rim of his eyes and he was trying his best to hold them back. I held his arm in a try to calm him down but he yanks my hand away.

"No Megha didi, not now. Let me speak my heart out", he pleaded

"Okay", I backed off

"You both were the best parents I had known. You accepted my relationship easily. I was happy that you both took care of him after he moved out of his house until the day when I overheard the conversation between you both. You wanted to blackmail his parents and make money. I even got to know the way you both have misused his credit card and pestered him for money. He chose to keep quiet dad instead of telling me about all these. He was my boyfriend, not your ATM machine. He died and you both didn't even come to the funeral. You didn't ask me how I am doing. We all know that you still have his credit card and his parents are paying that card's bills just because he said to them that he owes a lot to you both. He loved you both so much, but you guys just threw him out after you got what you want. Money destroyed your characters, you both are monsters. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU SO MUCH", he fell to his knees and started crying. His shoulders were shaking, his cries were loud and he kept on muttering 'I hate you

Everyone present there was still not out of his sudden outburst. After a while, Krish helped Akash to stand up. He hugged him and started to cry more and more. We sat on the couch in his living room. Soon, Akash fell asleep as he was crying on Krish's lap. He was running his hand through his hair and said, "Let Akash stay with us always Megha. He has been through a lot and broken, we need to fix it and for that, he needs love and care which he will find in our house"

I just nodded in agreement. Akash's parents returned to the living room and his mother handed a glass of water to each of us. They sat opposite us.

"If you don't mind can I start asking the questions", I said

"Sure", his mother said

"From when do you know that Akash is gay"

"He came out to us when he was in 8th. Though it was a shocker to us, we knew how common it is so we accepted him without any hesitation"

"What do you feel about Rohit?"

"Rohit was the reason behind my son's happiness. He was the sound of this house. Our house is filled with silence always but when he is here it used to be filled with laughter, jokes, arguments, etc."

"Was money so important that you stopped loving him?"

"I never stopped loving him. It is just money blinded us."

"Did you ever think of harming him?"

"Never, not even in dreams"

"What was that blackmailing about then"

"Lie to his parents and collect money"

"Why didn't you attend his funeral?"

"After they both moved out of the house they didn't speak to us. So we didn't know about the funeral"

"Just 4 days ago I got to know that Rohit died two weeks ago"

"Where were you on the day of his death?"

"We were in Mumbai", she said.

I immediately called Shrey and asked him to check Akash's parent's phone signals on the day of Rohit's death. I was waiting for him to call back while Akash woke up. His eyes were swollen due to crying. I sat next to him and said him that everything will be fine.

After a solid 5 minutes, Shrey called and confirmed to me that Akash's parents were in Mumbai on that day and none of the phone calls they made or received were from the surrounding of my hospital.

So this concludes that even they weren't the culprits. This puts me at a dead end. There are no other people Rohit knew or who wanted him to be dead.

WHO THE HELL IS THE KILLER THEN?