A motorbike rider dressed in full leather outfit and helmet, rammed through the opening in the barricade towards the stage, and shot at Pratap Chaudhary with a revolver.
ACP Ajay Singh Rathore chased the bike rider on his motorbike, hell bent on cat...
Shoot all the blue Jay's you want, if you can hit'em. But remember, it's a sin To kill a mocking bird -- Harper Lee
Pratap looked at Vidya lying on the floor dispassionately and spit on the floor.
"Good Riddance !" he hissed and started to move around restlessly.
Whenever he committed any sort of violent acts, he got an unnatural high. He wanted to go back to his den and enjoy this moment.
But S P Kamal Chaudhary stopped him. He checked all the surroundings thoroughly, and turned off the lights in the server room except the interior one. A pale light from the lights in the corridor was coming through the side window as well.
Professor Tripathi was almost frozen with shock and guilt. He had never seen anything like this, and the very fact that Pratap looked totally unaffected, after gruesomely committing a murder was sending shivers up his spine.
His heart wrenched as he looked at Vidya lying dead on the floor, surrounded by these heartless men. But he neither had power to save her before, nor to stop whatever these guys have planned for her. He was a coward and puppet in their hands and he knew well to keep his mouth shut.
Looking at Kamal, he asked timidly "Can I leave now? I don't think you guys need me anymore."
Kamal smiled sarcastically "Really Tripathi, trying to run away are you? I am afraid we all have to stay back till this girl's body is taken care of."
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"Taken care of? What do you mean Kamal?" the Dean was perspiring freely now.
Ignoring his question Kamal asked him back "When does the Hostel gate close? It's very busy now I think."
"The main gate closes generally around 10PM. Yes everyone is back in their rooms by then, but now due to the Makar Sankranthi festival, almost everyone would have gone back to their home towns. Today is the last day of the term, so the hostel would almost be empty. The Hospital gate closes at 10pm too, except the emergency clinic." The Dean blurted out all the details in panic.
Kamal nodded satisfactorily. "What about her roommate in the hostel?"
"Yes, I have seen her leaving with a travel bag when we were coming in before. I am sure she had left for hometown too." the Dean replied.
Addressing everyone, Kamal spoke clearly "Ok here is the plan. After 10pm, Pratap's men will go and check Vidya's room and get it ready. We have to make it look like suicide. So check the ceiling fan etc. Once we get the all clear from them, we will carry the body to her room and hang it to the ceiling"
Pratap was getting irritated. "How long do we have to wait now?" He almost kicked one of the adjacent tables before he was dragged back by his men.
After 10 PM, three of Pratap's henchmen left for the hostel. One remained near the hostel entrance as a look out, while the other two entered Vidya's room. They cleared the space and arranged a rope to hang against the ceiling fan hook and a stool underneath.
