The door bell rang . Patience was all I needed, now as I saw the photo of my four friends lying dead on the newspaper . Perhaps the intruder of my shocks standing outside did not have a little bit of patience . Wiping off my tears, I stood up considering myself brisk after such an outbreak and opened the door .
As I moved towards the door I read the headline in the news channel - " Four found dead when they went on an adventure in the Moharaballi forest cover " . Tears dropped from my eyes again as I removed the latch on the front door .
Three uniformly dressed men with three or four prestigious badges were standing in front of me . " I'm Mr. Patrick and my chief wants you with us when we visit the site . I request you to accompany, Mr. Toblin" , the man in the middle said in a stern voice . His tone , for a moment ,seemed authoritative .
I looked around . Perhaps , I should go atleast to know what happened . " Come on everyone , time doesn't wait " , screamed the driver . It is only then I noticed a matte black jaguar whose engine suggested that it had all the qualities of a racer car .
I climbed up and sat in the middle . That's what they would prefer too although I'm not a serial killer who looks upon people to shoot them down in fraction of seconds . Thank god I didn't have two guns pointed on my forehead .
I had loads of questions in my mind . First , why did Morgan rang up to me? Maybe if I would have picked the call , somethings would have come into order. What about the other three ? What could have possibly happened and on what basis does the chief of the homicide squad need me ? Maybe I had to wait for some time to get those answers .
It would take at least 30 minutes to reach there, even with the most talented driver . However our charioteer seemed least bothered about it . My watch ticked 10 o' clock when we arrived at the spot .
A man with a sharp moustache and a shaved beard , neatly dressed with an old fashioned coat and a red stripped tie waved at me . He fastly moved towards me and shook hands . " Mr. Wilson Toblin , I suppose? Good day , sir " , he said with a firm grip .
" I hope it's not so Mr .Robert " , I said as he allowed to read his pockets . I liked his attitude .
" You wanted me , here ?" , I asked him as he ordered the other two to leave us alone .
"Ah yes , Mr. Toblin as you could see you were the only survivor among the five of you who went together . So naturally , yes . I wanted you here . Don't worry , we don't doubt you , currently " , he turned away as he said these to me .
Just Currently ? I asked myself about him . Should I entrust him with all my stuffs or is it not necessary ? " Okay let's move on to the spot , Mr Toblin. I hope you will help us with our proceedings . Come on !" , he said as he grinned at me and led me into the restricted area .
I was starting to feel quite uneasy . What could possibly be the reason for all this ? I could never sleep peacefully till I come to know the answers to my questions . There was no media or press around . It was all over by yesterday midnight as Mr. Robert said . He wanted it all to be left to him .
I gazed around . There were only two cars standing behind . "The black jaguar and the bright yellow Mustang seems lovely together , isn't it ?" , the chief remarked when he saw me looking back at it . He wanted to keep me engaged till we reached the exact place . It was just a 100 m away now .