THREE DETECTIVES

CHAPTER-5

I can't live in the same room with anyone,' declared Rabat, 'not even my grandson! Don't believe in drinking. I don't know when and how to sit. Maybe it will be seen that he got up at noon and sat down to eat bread with cheese. Hoi-chai, noise will ring twelve in my sleep.'

Therefore, he rented two rooms in a motel a few colors away from Monterey Fisherman and Arya for the convenience of sleeping. Then he took the boys to eat at a restaurant in Canary Row. The three detectives will remember the taste of various kinds of fish nicely cooked for a long time. While eating, he told a lot of history of Monterey and Spanish California. The mood is very cheerful. What happened to Miller just a few hours ago seems like ages ago. It has no importance. the mind Removed from the unknown.

Everyone went to sleep early that night. In no time, the three detectives realized that Rabat had done a job by arranging sleeping in separate rooms. It benefited them more than him. If you were alone, you would have to stay up all night. Snoring so loudly, both houses started shaking.

'Sinus trouble,' guessed Robin. 'Mother says no such thing,' said Musa, 'there is no disease. Actually sleep

Nana does not want him to be ignored.

Without a wall in the middle, the three would have been in mortal danger

detective Raksha coming from another house. That's the word! But once

After falling asleep, there was no more trouble, he slept continuously until morning. The morning sun entered the room through the window curtain. They woke up. Heard that Rabat is up. The sound of his shower is heard in the bathroom. They also got up. Hands and face were washed and clothes were prepared. A knock at the door. Rabat is calling.

They sat down to have breakfast at a restaurant by the jetty. Rabat ordered fried meat, cake and a jug of orange juice. Because of good sleep, the body of the teenager looks neat. Enjoying food. While eating, he looked out the window to see the sea. The vision became fixed. A man walks along the road that runs past the restaurant. He quickly turned his attention back to the plate, so as not to catch the startled Rabat's eyes. He broke a piece of cake and dipped it in the syrup and put it in his mouth.

Next to Nana, Musa sits facing Kishore. The matter did not escape his attention. He opened his mouth to ask a question and stopped. Kishore signaled him to be quiet with a frown and a slight nod.

Looking at him, Rabat asked, "Are you going to eat anything else?" Kishore shook his head, 'No, it's been a long time. The stomach is full.'

'Very good food,' said Robin. Rabat pushed the chair back and stood up. He proceeded to the cashier's desk to pay for the food.Musa raised his voice and asked in a low voice, 'What did you see?

teenager

'Harris takes Miller to Canary Row. Rabat came back. Leaving tips on the plate for the waiter, he asked the boys, 'Would you like to visit the water's edge? Can't be too late. I want to get to San Francisco tonight. if possibleI will go to Santa Rosa. I can spend tomorrow in the redwood forest.'

Behind him, the boys came out of the restaurant into the street. A new Ancora camera slung over Robin's shoulder. Not a single photo was taken with it after I bought it at Rocky Beach. He wants to start from here.

Rabat came to the jetty with everyone. Many small and big boats moored at the wharf are swaying in the waves. The ship is going out to sea. It's still early in the morning, but the jetty is already quite busy.

Fishermen are unloading the fish caught at night. Shops are crowded with tourists. Especially in oyster shops. Robin started pressing the shutter of the camera. Musa's eyes are watching the game of seagulls circling the sky. Rabat is looking idly at a shop. Slowly the eyes shifted towards the road. He became alert at the moment. Shoulders stiffened.

'What did I say! The devil has come here too!' Rabat can tell without looking who Kishore is talking about. None other than Harris Miller. Came again as if to spoil the cheerful mood of Rabat. To make fire.

'Nana, raise your hands quickly and come forward, Musa, 'God bless you, keep quiet! Do not say anything!

Rabat snorted in a terrible manner. "Fine! But here I won't stand another second

He entered the oyster shop. He hid his face behind the opening of a huge monstrous oyster. Through the glass of the window, the detectives could see only his curly hair.

Miller slowly came forward. He did not understand that he was being watched. New camera bag slung over shoulder, camera in hand. Just like Robin's, a Canon II. Like Robin, he seemed interested in photographing the jetty scene. But not lifting. Mixed in with the morning tourist crowd. Everything is new. Gai's white shirt is new - two buttons open at the neck, new jeans are worn. New shoes with rubber soles. A fresh straw somewhere along the way after leaving Rocky Beach

Bought a hat too. The wide brim of the hat casts a shadow on the face. Musa began to hesitate. Will Miller be warned by saying that his grandfather is going to jump on his neck? If you go to do it and see it, Nana will be angry with him. He doesn't want that. Miller doesn't want to have another scandal. what Will you do? Got into trouble.

He looked around. He saw that the teenager was also looking. He understood that the teenager was in the same problem as him.

Robin walked a few steps and sat on a bench. He put the camera in the bag and looked at the sea. He pretended not to see Miller.

Miller walked in with camera. Musa stood so close that he would have bumped shoulder to shoulder if he had been a little closer, but he did not notice him. Terribly different. Repeatedly looking back and looking at the clock. Waiting for someone to come

Probably doing. He came after a couple of minutes. He approached slowly, looking around cautiously. He approached and asked, 'Miller?'

How a little surprise and contempt appeared in the man's voice. Kishor looked back. Age in his forties, smooth black hair on his head, smooth face. Wearing silk pajama, expensive shirt of soft fabric. Big sunglasses cover most of the face. Thin eyes and nose. Sarcastic smile on thin lips. The small ears are almost flush with the head. How clumsy and insignificant the gaunt Miller in jeans and a white shirt looks next to him.

Shaking his head in response, Miller said, 'Bring it.' The stranger looked at the teenager.

The teenager turned his eyes towards the sea with an innocent expression. 'Come on,' said the man.

Miller walked after him, picking up the rustling sound of new jeans.

Kishore turned to them again. The two moved closer to Robin. How awesome is Miller. Trying hard to be normal. Looking here and there again and again. As if he has millions of eyes

on Trying to avoid them. Why is the man doing that? The man with the sunglasses walked over to the bench where Robin was sitting. He went with him, swinging the camera by the strap

Miller. The man said to him, "Sit here. Miller was going to sit down, this time his eyes fell on Robin's face

Robin curled up and tried to disappear.

But Miller recognized. Surprised, he said, 'You:'

Kishore saw, his face turned pale.

Miller couldn't sit anymore. Straightened up and looked around. Kishore and Musa were also seen by now. But his eyes are not looking for them. The teenager understood who he was looking for. The face could not be seen through the opening of the huge oyster, but gray curly hair protruded

saw to be

Rabat understood that he was caught and did not try to hide. Straight

became Eyes burning with anger. Miller's face turned white like a witch's face.

'Eating.' Musa was shocked. ran towards Miller. But late

left

Rabat ran out of the shop at a fast pace. He clenched his hands. After beating and mixing with sand, Miller almost threw the camera on the bench and raised both hands in self-defense. Stepped back from the bench. The man who came to meet him understood the danger. As if slipping out

Gone The three detectives ignore him, watching Rabat and Miller. Rabat grabbed Miller's collar. He began to shout, 'I didn't think I would see it, no! I could not give up hope. I said no, you won't get it. It is not so easy to take things from me.'

Miller licked his lips with his tongue. He tried to speak, but only grunts came out. He began to itch due to pressure on the vocal tract. Did not try to prevent, did not push Rabat; He didn't even try to retreat or run—probably paralyzed by sheer fear. Marmucho looked at the black face with a yawn. He could not know that his face was changing frequently.

Rabat was pleased to scare Miller. He left the shirt and said, 'Go, I left it this time too! If I look back again...!' Without finishing the word, he indicated what to do. He moved to the boys and said, 'Come on, the crowd is gathering.' Musa choked. He breathed his last as the danger passed.

Two camera bags are lying side by side. One by one

An excited Robin took off. What is Miller when the crowd gathers?

Will do, who knows! No wonder they requested to call the police

no Rabat did not fix the work. When the police come, he will be exposed. the people

Seeing that Miller did nothing, he was the one who rushed out of the shop and attacked him

did So you need to escape as soon as possible.

Three detectives almost flew behind Rabat. He can walk very fast. Walk along the water's edge towards the parking lot. Buick is there

He smiled to himself as he opened the car door. The laughter increased after the start and went out on the road. Miller's craze

You may be smiling thinking about the face. Screams were heard behind. After all that, Harris is back

Miller. Running back and forth. It seemed like he wanted to say something. Straw hat in one hand, camera bag in the other. shouted, 'Rabat, please, wait a minute!'

Far from stopping, Rabat did not even slow down the car, but pressed the accelerator even more. The car jumped ahead. 'Why don't you stop, Nana?' Musa said, 'Hear what he came to say

to be able to.' "Yes, no more work. stop What about that thief again? There must have been some new invention. I am not such a raw person, I will give him the opportunity to steal Al Formula! I will go to jail before that!'

Musa got angry. What you have started, you will go to jail

I can see! When will he kill the poor man with a hot head; he will die

And the police will fill the jail with us! with you

Perhaps it was not right to come.' Kishore and Robin thought Rabat would be angry. But to their surprise he smiled. He looked at Musa with crooked eyes and said, 'I see you speak like your mother! Or like a grandmother!'