- So this is the end.
- Yes.
Her eyes were full of tear. She was close to her death.
- Why?
- I loved your money more than you, sweetheart.
His cruel gaze increased her pain. Her marriage was at end so was her life.
- Are you sure the venom can not be tracked at blood report?
He gave a stern look to his secretary.
- Did you ever find any mistake in my job?
She raised her smoky eyes. Her poised appearance cut his worry down.
- I.....
She could not complete. Her lifeless body was lying on the bed.
- Let's go. She is dead.
She held his hand.
The night was clean and darkness. The rope was hanging from the balcony. They slid quietly. It was sharp 3.30 am.
- Now what?
She asked .
He smiled and took out his lighter. He lit up the rope. Soon it burnt. The fire reached the balcony reducing the rope to ashes.
- Never forget I am your boss.
In the break of dawn Mrs. Ronny Sinha was sipping coffee at room no. 514 of Blue Lotus when the phone rang.
- Hello.
- Your wife....Sikha....Sikha is dead...
Shouted the maid.
- What? ....I am coming....