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Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part VII), for today. I wrote this story for an educational course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part VII) Kartik took Radha to the Srinagar chawl and started asking questions about the unknown man in the picture. Every person looking at the ...

Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part VI), for today. I wrote this story for a course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part VI) When Ravi called up Radha the next day, he sounded very excited. “The police could not come up with anything definite. My superiors wanted ...

Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part V), for today. I wrote this story for a course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part V) Kartik, meanwhile, was on the way to his quarters when he thought he would drop in at his sister’s office. He knew that Radha ...

Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part IV), for today. I wrote this story for a course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part IV) “Radha, Hi,” Rashmi seemed excited over the phone. She wanted her friend to meet her at their usual meeting place. She and Ravi were ...

Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part III), for today. I wrote this story for a course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part III) Inspector Kartik found that the slippers he had found at the murder site did not belong to the victim. It belonged to an educated ...

Here’s The Secret Weapon (Part II), for today. I wrote this story for a course; I was doing in the 1990s. The Secret Weapon (Part II) “Hi, Radha! We need your help,” said Rashmi Sharma. The two friends were sitting with Ravi, Rashmi’s brand-new husband, in a restaurant. Lowering her ...

That evening, Kartik was lucky enough to find a whole white napkin and a tube of foundation covered with Rita’s finger-prints. What had happened was under Kartik’s instructions, Radha had intentionally spilled the foundation from the tube on her dressing table. Having a helpful nature, Rita immediately rushed forward to ...

When the brother-sister team reached the Singh’s flat, Rita and her parents were packing to leave for Delhi. She was supposed to stay back until the entire investigation of the case was over. “Rita, this is bad,” Radha said ruefully. “My dance performance is coming up tomorrow and you are ...

“What happened to Roma?” Kartik asked. “She died of burn wounds from a gas leak.” “Didn’t Fateh Singh also die of burn wounds from a gas leak?” “Yes,” Mrs. Kaul said, tears welling in her eyes. “Is there some connection between your sister’s and your husband’s death?” Kartik demanded, looking ...

When Rita could speak, she said that she did not know anything about the pills. Though the officer would not believe it and registered it as an accident. To be on the safer side, Rita’s parents agreed to appoint Kartik as her attorney. It took a couple of weeks for ...