I am Sorry... Episode #4

#The wake-up call

EXECUTION..! When I heard this word I certainly didn't know how to react. Obviously no one knows. It was already 16 days after that cruel accident which took my wife away from me. But still me or none could figure out how or why the accident took place. Police just concluded it to be a 'hit and run' and as usual the police investigation in finding the careless driver of the car will go along with their search for the other 50,000 'hit and run' cases in the city. Every one thought it is just an accident which usually happens in a city like Chennai city. But in my case at least I should have noticed something that day, but I was stunned and was only able to cry all these days, but Dhilip does know something, even though he wasn't in the scene. I already told that he is a different and practical man, who never gets caught up by the situation. But 'how he knows it?','what does he know?' and 'why we are here?!..' These are all the questions which were scrolling on my mind. On the inside, I was excepting him to answer all these questions. And finally he did open his mouth.

Dhilip told me that he was roaming that bus-stop for the past 15 days. He was really upset for what happened to me and he was seriously determined in knowing what actually happen that day at the bus-stop. He was talking to all strangers who were there at the bus-stop, to know what actually happen that day. I was really blessed with such a great friend. He has taken everything in his own hand and has worked restlessly to find this out.

When he was talking with everyone who comes to that bus-stop daily, he repeatedly heard the same sentence from everyone "A big black car!"

Its was pretty obvious that everyone remember only the color but nothing else since the number plates are too tediously designed these days, in order to make it harder to recognize, in the name of style .

As a part of his investigation, Dhilip headed to the tea-shop which was half the distance between my home and the bus stop, but still a visible sight from the accident spot.There he got a bit of a different answer. Actually the same black car sentence but additional to it he came to know that a similar car followed my wife, daily.

I don't even have a guess that who might it be? Obviously there is none. But there might be someone out there whom I might not have noticed all these days. But there must have been a chance for her to notice it, since it is said to have happened daily. But why she didn't tell me any such thing. Who is this Mr. Bloody Black car? did Dhilip find who it is? and Is that why we came here?

Finally I got answer for all my questions. He said that was fortunate to have one of his old  friends at that bus-stop, at the day of the accident. His name is Chandru. He gave him the valuable information about the culprit who trashed my life. There are always people who show much interest on cars and automobiles and Chandru is one among them, In addition to that he is an automobile engineer too, who works at FIAT. He really helped dhilip to find the car's number by giving the car's model name.Its an Audi Car. And he also remembered the number as it was a fancy one.He said "The number is...."

Suddenly the RTO officer came into the room. Dhilip stopped his conversation with me and started looking at the officer. Probably he was going to ask for the address of the car number to which it is being registered. I knew why we were there. The officer opened the long dusty note book scanned over all the pages inorder to search the car owner's identity. We both were curiously looking at the officer and finally the officer came to a conclusion that a page was missing, which I know was a pretty usual twist in all these kinda scenarios, even as per the logic s of a Tamil movie. But he told us that there is a possibility of a storage of those details on PC's at their alternate office in Thiruvanmiyur. "Probably, we can't get it by today because it is already late and for the next two days won't be a working day as it is a weekend", he said. So we need to wait for two days to know who the bloody bastard was.

Actually Dhilip was so ambitious on getting his address. He sighed in distress with his head down, with an annoying sound. I was also feeling the same that time, but more than that I was just confused because of the truth which are being revealed. Suddenly, I turned towards Dhilip and asked him the car number. He passed me a piece of paper.

It was  TN 01 JM 917.

Oh My God!.... Its.....Her....? or Not? May be?... But Why?..

By hearing those words Dhilip got shaken and questioned me whether anything struck my mind? or was it a known son of a bi***?

With agony in my eyes, I him replied with pure anger.

"Jessica Magnus"!

to be continued...

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