However, this case seemed to be important. So much so that he not only took the effort but also rushed over. When I greeted him, “Good morning, Inspector!” he just smiled looking at me before shouting at Govind, “You must… come with me.”
Govind looked at him for a moment before asking, “How close-by is the crime scene?”
“I’m all yours to interrogate while we are on our way, Govind! But now, we must rush.” replied the Inspector.
Govind chuckled, as he stood up. Leaving his work, he approached the Inspector in his nightclothes before tapping on his shoulder and both of them started out without saying a word. With a heavy sigh, I locked up and followed them. It made me wonder if my presence was even felt.
We crossed the nearly empty street and briskly walked a few blocks under the light showers to reach a three-storey building with an ambulance, two police cars and two local reporters along with a couple of neighbourhood people behind the red tape at the entrance.
Passing by them, we heard their whispers, that possibly predicated every use case that could have happened. As we ascended the stairs, Govind asked, “At least now can you tell me what happened?”
Following the detective, the Inspector explained, “The housemaid called us saying her employer confessed to shooting his wife for cheating on him. We took him into our custody and he is now claiming that he didn’t kill her and the cherry on top of the case is that the killer himself is the one who hired you to solve his case.”
Intrigued, I asked, “If he killed her, how could he be innocent?”