....before Tariq stood displayed in it's full glory a modern two storey house surrounded with a pleasant blend of a floral garden and blooming blossoms, something ugly like a murder had somehow sent shivers down the spine, it was not the right place for a crime , , the cabin was located between the road leading to the market and the boundary hedge, the gardener kept his tools in that store, the dead body of the victim was found by the store, Tariq reached the Dorr that opened into the garden, his experienced eye scanned the entire scene, but he couldn't find any thing, his reverie broke with the opening and shutting of the door, a man was left the house from the main entrance, Tariq quickly followed him, the turned to look on hearing tge footsteps behind him, Tariq in a fraction read the fear writ on nevardo s face, he was a perfect image of utter exhaustion and mental stress reflected from his light blue eyes , affecting his strong physique, tall height, muscular limbs and broad shoulders
You must be Tariq sahib, nadim sahib had informed telephonically about your arrival, he was zulfar ali he introduced himself
Aren't you azim sahib s secretary asked Tariq looking directly into his eyes, there was definitely something unsaid lurking in those tired blue eyes that were going to present a strong challenge thought Tariq, where had he seen that pair of eyes , he tried to recollect and said it must have proved a terrible night
Somewhat, being a Sunday and driving throughout the day, when he reached the place he couldn't sleep a wink
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