“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 straight into Rita’s eyes.
“No,” Mrs. Kaul exclaimed. “Rita go inside.
“Mr. Mahadevan, please leave us alone. Things are not fine with our lives, right now. Please don’t make things worse,” Mr. Kaul pleaded, so the Mahadevan siblings left the place.
Instinctively, Kartik began a frantic search for the reason why the members of the Singh family died. Within a couple of days, after going through the police files, he found a few clues leading to the possibility of murder.
Over dinner that night, Kartik brought up the subject again. “Did you know that the car in which Rita’s brother-in-law Fakar Singh was traveling was sabotaged? The break fluid pipe had been cut. Singh’s father died of an overdose of sleeping pills. Why would a person, who is apparently very happy, commit suicide that way?”
“It could have been carelessness,” Radha suggested. “People have been known to drop tablets directly from the bottle into their mouth.”
“But, if the pills are usually taken in milk? The man used to dissolve a couple of pills in milk every night before drinking it. Then, the senior Mrs. Singh died after being hit by a speeding car.”
“That could have been an accident, definitely,” Valli spoke up.
“Could be. But, there’s one thing we need to know before tightening the noose around the murderer’s neck. Try as they may, any organized killer does not leave the scene of the crime without leaving some tell-tale identification marks. There was a thumbprint on the steering wheel of the car that killed the senior Mrs. Singh.”
“But, Anna, even if these were murders, how can you be sure that it was the same person involved.”
“That’s another thing we need to prove. This calls for another visit to the Singhs. Radha, I want you to…”
To be continued…