Simon's mind raced as he was in Carter Mansion's living room. He sat impatiently looking at the walls with pictures of ugly men, looking for Michael. Suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder. Frightened by the dim light of the candle, he slowly turned around. The thin man was laughing like a stick. By then Michael had also come into the room.
Simon began to say,
Wishing with respect. I am Simon.
Laya was a very close friend of mine. Laya died on the 12th of last month. The cause of death was said to be a sudden heart attack. But I do not believe it. Michael should help me find Laya's killer.
Stop . The police are there to investigate your friend's murder, so why are you approaching me?
That ..... that .. I ..
If you want to tell a lie that you can't trust the police, then no. That's not it, Also
Do not waste time saying that you are just a friend. You made a mistake in approaching me in disguise.
Michael don't get me wrong .. I can tell the truth. Yes. I am a policeman. But I am currently suspended due to my dementia. I can only continue to work if this case is proven. Michael should help me. I have brought the details of the case required for investigation.
Michael was thinking of something for a moment. He then asked about the case. Simon began to say.
Laya is a doctor in a private hospital. SHe was found dead in a hospital cabin on the 12th of last month. Sister Nirmala, who first saw Laya's body after the incident, said Laya's best friend, Dr. Nathan also questioned other hospital staff. Only Dr. Nathan and Sister Nirmala are likely to be convicted.
But Laya died of a heart attack, so how could the doctor and the sister be guilty? Michael asked impatiently.

to be continued...
© nu nu