As Arun standing there, totally speechless when he witnesses those three of them whom he buried last night forty miles away from this place and now it is here.
However, little did he know that his forthcoming doom was yet to befall him.
Three officers were working diligently to exhume the bodies from the grave.
As they prepared to retrieve the final body, one of the officers felt a sudden impact on his leg, prompting him to kneel down and inspect the source.
To his surprise, there was an object partially buried beneath the soil.
With cautious movements, he brushed away the layer of earth, revealing a gun and a wallet. Realizing their discovery's significance, he said, "Sir, you need to see this!"
Arun stepped forward, completely unaware that they had stumbled upon his own belongings. The gravity of the situation was yet to dawn upon him.
"What is that?" Arun inquired, his curiosity piqued by the officer's discovery.
"It's someone's gun, and there's also a wallet," the officer responded, urging Arun to take a closer look.
Arun's trembling hand reached out to grasp the gun and wallet, his mind overwhelmed with a whirlwind of unsettling thoughts.
He hesitated for a moment, hoping he hadn't opened the wallet yet.
The weight of the situation bore down on him, causing his legs to weaken, barely able to support his trembling frame.
Countless unwanted questions raced through his mind, leaving him in a state of disarray.
Hopefully, no one had opened the wallet yet, he directly gave it to Arun because he is the senior officer who stood there, surrounded by curious gazes, as the contents of the wallet were about to be revealed.
"Sir, what did we find, sir?" one of the officers asked, eagerly awaiting his response.
Arun's mind went blank, and he stood there in utter disbelief, unable to find the right words.
The weight of the situation bore down on him, rendering him speechless.
Even amidst the repeated calls of "Sir!" from Amit, his mind remained distant, lost in a sea of thoughts and emotions.
"Sir, are yall right?" another officer asked, concerned for his well-being.
It was as if time stood still, and the world around him faded into the background.
Arun's mind raced, trying to process the gravity of the situation.
The truth was about to be unveiled, and he had no idea how to confront it.
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The senior officer stood there, with everyone's eyes fixed on him, as they awaited the revelation hidden within the wallet.
"Sir, what did we find, sir?" one of the officers asked, eager to know the truth.
Arun was left speechless, his mind going blank as he stared at his wallet.
The weight of the situation overwhelmed him, leaving him unable to respond.
Even though Amit called out to him several times, the words seemed distant and barely registered in Arun's consciousness.
"Sir, are you all right?" another officer asked, expressing concern for his well-being.
Time seemed to slow down, and Arun felt a mix of emotions and thoughts flooding his mind.
The truth was on the verge of being exposed, and he found himself at a loss for how to confront it.
It became clear that the crucial evidence, the gun, and wallet, would undergo further analysis, making it known to everyone that they belonged to Arun.
The questions surrounding his involvement and the events leading up to this point would soon arise.
Arun braced himself for the impending storm of inquiries that would determine his fate.
The consequences could be dire, with the department potentially taking legal action against him.
In the worst-case scenario, he could face murder charges, resulting in a lifetime behind bars and the loss of his job and everything he held dear.
The outcome now rested on Arun's shoulders and how he would navigate this challenging situation.
After four hours of discussions and inquiries, Arun found himself escorted to the interrogation room.
where he would face intense questioning about his actions and the unsettling discovery of his wallet and gun in possession of the deceased family members
Everything had transpired so quickly that Arun couldn't grasp how things had reached this point.
The question that echoed incessantly in his mind was a simple yet profound one: Why?
Arun was certain that the prime suspect, Rudra, had masterminded the entire scheme.
He believed that Rudra had removed the bodies from their original location, transported them to the house, and deliberately placed them alongside Arun's gun and wallet.
However, the challenge lay in explaining this theory to his colleagues, as they adamantly denied any involvement.
Chief Nitin entered the interrogation room, his tone harsh and direct. "What in the world is going on here? Are you on drugs?"
Deep down, Nitin sensed that Arun was not the perpetrator of this crime.
He knew that someone else was trying to ensnare Arun, but the motive behind it remained a mystery.
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Everything had unfolded at a dizzying pace, leaving Arun bewildered as to how events had culminated in this situation.
The burning question that consumed his thoughts was a simple yet profound one: Why?
Arun held a firm conviction that Rudra, the main suspect, was responsible for manipulating the circumstances.
He firmly believed that Rudra had relocated the bodies, brought them to the house, and purposefully placed them alongside Arun's gun and wallet.
However, the challenge lay in articulating this theory to his colleagues, who vehemently denied any involvement.
Nitin's voice was laced with frustration. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are taking drugs, tell me?"
Deep down, Nitin harbored a nagging feeling that Arun was not the culprit.
"I swear, Chief, I didn't commit this crime," Arun insisted, frustration evident in his voice. "Someone deliberately took my wallet and gun and planted them there."
Nitin, feeling a sense of unease, could sense that Arun was withholding something important.
However, he chose not to confront Arun about it just yet, recognizing that there might be a reason behind his reluctance to disclose the whole truth.
"Listen carefully, Arun," Nitin said, his tone serious. "If there's something you're keeping from me, now is the time to reveal it. We need to address it before the situation worsens."
Arun paused for a moment, contemplating whether to trust Nitin with the truth.
He knew that time was of the essence, and withholding information could potentially lead to dire consequences. Taking a deep breath, he mustered the courage to speak.
"Chief, I didn't want to involve anyone else, but there is something you should know," Arun began. I can't provide concrete evidence yet, but I am telling you that give me some time and I will prove to myself that I haven't done that.
"Very well then, if that's what you want, go ahead and do as you please," Nitin retorted, refusing to cooperate any further.
He made it clear that Arun would face dire consequences for his actions.
The situation had taken an unexpected turn, leaving Nitin puzzled by the connection between Arun and the deceased family members.
Countless questions swirled in his mind, hinting at the involvement of a third party attempting to ensnare Arun.
Yet, the undeniable evidence of Arun's fingerprints and personal belongings found with the bodies created a daunting reality.
It wouldn't be long before the news of this shocking discovery spread throughout the city, along with the revelation of Arun's association with the grim events.
The impending storm of public scrutiny loomed over Arun's head, threatening to unravel his reputation and jeopardize his future.
As the hours ticked by, the department raced against time to gather more evidence and uncover the truth.
The weight of the impending investigation pressed heavily on Arun's shoulders, casting a shadow of uncertainty over his every move.
Each passing moment brought him closer to a fate that could potentially shatter his life forever.
Meanwhile, rumors began to circulate within the city, whispers of intrigue and suspicion.
The citizens eagerly awaited the official statement from the authorities, eager to understand the depth of Arun's involvement in the mysterious case.
Speculations grew rampant, weaving a web of theories that entangled Arun in a complex narrative.
Inside the interrogation room, Arun felt the weight of the world on his shoulders.
His mind raced, searching for any possible explanation that could clear his name
His refusal to cooperate only escalated the situation further, drawing the attention of higher authorities who would soon arrive.
They would determine the course of action to be taken against him, weighing the evidence that had been uncovered.
The consequences of his actions hung in the balance, and the approaching judgment would loom over him.