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Case One – Part 1 (Missing Husband?)
Tamanna: Oh! Yes! That’s it, Rajeev, don’t stop! Fuck Me! Harder!
Tamanna kept moaning as she got fucked by her husband Rajeev in the missionary position. He had a pillow under her hip. With her legs on his shoulders and his hands grabbing her thighs for support. He kept pumping his rock hard cock in her wet cunt as fast as he could.
Tamanna’s moaning had filled the room along with the smell of her cunt juices as she had orgasmed once and was on her way for a second. Rajeev let go of her thighs and pushed them apart, spreading them wide. He removed his dick and got between her legs.
Rajeev began to lick her cunt. Tamanna’s moans got louder as she felt his tongue flick her clitoris. She loved it when Rajeev played with her cunt using only his tongue. He darted his tongue inside her vagina and licked it like a hungry dog.
A while later, he moved up and shifted his focus to her delicious nipples that rested on top of her perfectly shaped boobs. Rajeev chewed on her nipples and pressed them as she moaned non-stop in pleasure and pain. He got on top of her and began to kiss her lips and suck her tongue.
He re-entered her moist and warm pussy. Tamanna clenched his hips with her legs and held his head, and responded passionately to the kiss with both her hands. Rajeev began to fuck her hard and fast. It didn’t take them long to cum together. Rajeev kept hitting her cunt as he filled it with his warm and thick cum.
He fell on top of his beautiful wife. She hugged him and kept her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly against her body so that his dick didn’t slide out. They stayed in each other’s embrace, trying to catch their breath.
After a couple of minutes, he got limp. His dick came out of her cunt with a ‘plock’ sound as some of his semen flowed out of her beautiful love hole.
Tamanna: You enjoyed it?
Rajeev: I love you.
Tamanna: Shut up! You need to get going. Go have a bath and get ready. I will prepare breakfast.
Rajeev: What? I can’t even say that I love my wife and in response, all I get is ‘Shut Up.’
Tamanna: Yes, that’s all you’re going to get. Now go get ready. I have packed your luggage. All you have to pack is your phone charger.
Rajeev: Babe, please stay for some more time. I like how your soft skin feels against mine.
Tamanna: You can fuck me as much as you want when you come back.
Rajeev: Don’t you want another orgasm, my sex-hungry princess.
Tamanna: No, you’re getting late, and I don’t want you to be tired as you will be driving to Chennai.
Tamanna pushed him aside and got out of the bed. She cleaned Rajeev’s cum that had come out of her cunt with a towel. He laid on his back and admired his beautiful, fair-skinned wife. She was cute, with an innocent face and smooth hair reaching her shoulder.
She had delicious lips, a small nose, a near-perfect jaw with dark eyes. Tamanna had a pair of good boobs with her nipples pointing straight. They were perfectly handful and looked smaller thanks to a slim waist and slightly wide hips. It was complemented with a nice bubble butt.
She had a triangular patch of trimmed pubic hair as if it was pointing to her love hole. Tamanna wore her nightgown and proceeded towards the kitchen. Rajeev made his way towards the bathroom. It has been 2 years since their marriage, and their life was going smoothly.
Rajeev was a single child who, along with his father, managed their departmental store business. They had 6 in Bangalore and 1 in Chennai. Rajeev was trying to expand his business in Chennai, for which he would travel every week to Chennai for 2-3 days.
He would look for good places to open a new store and check the single store they had operational in Chennai. Both Tamanna and Rajeev came from affluent backgrounds.
Tamanna has an elder brother who settled in the US while her father was a CA. Tamanna and Rajeev had an arranged marriage as their fathers were good friends for years.
Rajeev had his breakfast along with his beautiful wife as he made her sit on his lap and fed her with his own hands. Rajeev would feel her butt and squeeze her boobs with his other hand, which he had around her. He was in love with his wife and treated her with the utmost respect.
They finished their breakfast, and Rajeev got ready to leave. She stopped him at the door and kissed him on his lips. She set his hair straight, and again just as he was out of the door, she kissed him once more.
They lived in a spacious 2BHK on the 8th and top floor of an apartment complex with close to 350 houses. Rajeev waved his smiling wife goodbye as he got on the elevator and went down to the basement. He got in his new Jeep Compass and started for Chennai from his home at 9 in the morning.
4 Days Later.
Inspector Rahul walked into his police station at 10 PM. On entering the police station, there was a rectangular room. There were desks for the writer and three constables. While on the left, there were 4 benches and a couple of steel racks having old case files.
If one walked straight from the entrance passing the initial area, it would lead to a hallway that had two rooms on either side. On the right was Inspector Rahul’s room with a bench outside. Adjacent to that was the armory, and on the left side of the hallway, there were two more rooms.
One had desks for two sub-inspectors (SI), and the other was a control room with more racks for old case files. At the end of the hallway, a corridor was perpendicular to the hallway.
If one turned right, they would find a couple of lock-up cells. On the left were a washroom at the end and a retiring room with three beds for the policemen to rest.
Rahul: Who are these women?
Constable: Sir, these are women that SI Arvind caught last night for prostitution.
Rahul: Why are they here? It’s 10 AM already. Why haven’t they left for court yet? I was told 9 girls were arrested. There are only 8 here. Where is the other?
Constable: Sir, we are waiting for a female constable. She will be here in the next half an hour. Then we will take them to court.
Rahul: Where is the 9th girl?
Constable: Sir, that… Sir… she
Rahul: What? Where is she?
Constable: Sir SI Arvind and SI Iqbal are with her in the retiring room.
Rahul: Bastards! The same excuse of their wives not being in town?
Constable: Yes, Sir.
Rahul: Who are those two sitting outside my cabin?
Constable: I don’t know, Sir, but they have been waiting for you. They said they had the Assistant Commissioner’s recommendation. He also called and told you to contact him as soon as you come.
Rahul: Is the police van here to take them to court?
Constable: The lady constable and the van both are on their way.
Rahul then made his way through the hallway, only to be stopped by the old man waiting outside his room.
Old Man: Sir?
Rahul: Just a minute, be seated. I will be back.
Rahul went to the retiring room and opened the door. He saw Iqbal on the bed wearing only his vest and getting his dick sucked by the prostitute between his legs. Arvind was completely naked, just like the whore and was fucking her cunt from behind.
Rahul entered the room and ran his hand on the whore’s back, feeling her soft skin. He squeezed one of her boobs with the other hand.
Rahul: Is this a police station or a whorehouse?
Arvind: Sorry, Sir.
Iqbal: Both our wives are not in town, Sir. It’s been a week since we had a good fuck.
Rahul: Keep giving the same excuse whenever you people raid a prostitution racket. Finish up quickly and get back to work. Who is going to take them to court?
Iqbal: I am going to court, Sir.
Rahul: Ok, Arvind, meet me in my cabin.
On his way out, Rahul squeezed her ass and spanked it hard. He made his way to his cabin, where the old man again tried to talk to him, but just like the previous time, Rahul told him to wait and went inside his cabin. He called both of them inside after 10 minutes and told them to sit.
Rahul: I spoke with the Assistant Commissioner just now. He told me to handle your case and treat it as a top priority.
Old Man: Thank you, Sir. My name is Rakesh, and this is my daughter-in-law Tamanna.
Rahul: Hold on, Sir, give me 5 minutes. I will take up your case then you can tell me everything. Calm down.
Rahul started to go through other case files while he made them wait. Rahul glanced at Tamanna a few times. The beautiful looking girl draped in a blue coloured saree with some part of her left side boob visible. He had a good look at her sexy midriff that was on display.
She had soft red lips, with a small pointed nose with no makeup. Tamanna had flawless skin and looked sexy in a saree. He saw her teary eyes but couldn’t sense any sadness.
Rahul was 30, single and had a girlfriend. 5 years on the job had given him a pretty good idea on judging people and making out their emotions. Ten minutes later, SI Arvind came into the room. Rakesh was getting impatient and again reached out to Rahul only to be told to wait a bit longer.
Rahul: Arvind, call the writer and tell him to bring the FIR book and ready the tape recorder.
In the next 5 minutes, the writer was in the room with the FIR book, and a tape recorder with fresh tape was ready. Rahul pressed the record button and began to speak.
Rahul: Tell me your name, phone number, age and address.
Rakesh began to give them his and Tamanna’s details.
Rahul: What is the complaint?
Rakesh: My son Rajeev is missing.
Rahul
speaking to the writer) File a missing persons report. (Speaking to Rakesh) Since when is your son missing?Rakesh: Last night, Sir.
Rahul: We generally wait for 48 hours before taking the missing persons to report unless the complainant is sure their kin is missing. How are you so sure that your son is missing? Tell me everything from the start, and who was the last person to see/speak to him?
Rakesh: My daughter-in-law was the last person to speak with him.
Rahul: Ok. Mrs Tamanna, you tell me. What happened?
Tamanna began to speak in her sweet sexy voice. It sounded a bit melancholy. But still, Rahul didn’t feel like she was emoting sadness as her husband was missing. Almost instantly, he had her as his initial suspect in his mind.
Tamanna: He left for Chennai 4 days ago in the morning for business purposes. He called me last evening around 5 PM and said that he was on his way back to Bangalore. He should have reached by 11 but hasn’t been home till now.
Tamanna broke down and started to cry, and Rakesh began to calm her down. Rahul offered her water, and once she stopped crying, he asked her further questions.
Rahul: Did you try calling his cell last night?
Tamanna: Yes, I called him at 8 PM last night to find out where he reached, but his phone was switched off. I tried a couple of times but got the same message.
Rahul: When did you inform his parents?
Tamanna: I tried calling him again at 9, 9:30 and 10 PM but never got through, and that is when I informed his dad.
Rakesh: I spoke to him at 4:30 PM. He said his work was done, and he would be leaving for Bangalore in an hour. She called me at 10 PM and told me that Rajeev’s phone was switched off and asked if I had spoken to him.
Rahul: Then?
Rakesh: I told her to wait for some more time and said his phone might have run out of battery. I told her to call me as soon as he reached home.
Tamanna: I waited till midnight, but Rajeev never came. I called up my Father-in-law and told him about the situation. He said he would come to my house and told me to keep trying to reach Rajeev.
Rakesh: I went over to their place at 1 PM. Rajeev’s phone continued to be switched off. We were up all night trying to reach him. We also spoke to our restaurant manager in Chennai. He said he saw Rajeev leaving precisely at 5 PM. In the morning, I called my friend, your ACP, and he told me to come and meet you. Please find my son.
Rahul: Got any ransom call?
Rakesh: You think my son has been kidnapped?
Rahul: No, Sir, just asking a question. Don’t worry. We will do our best, Sir. Please give me your son’s mobile number, a recent picture of your son and his car’s details. Model, color and number of his car. Also the number of your Chennai branch manager who saw him last.
Rakesh and Tamanna provided all the required details. Rahul assured them of finding Rajeev and told them to be calm and have patience. Rahul asked Arvind to escort them to their car.
He went to the control room and gave Rajeev’s information to a constable. He asked him to fax his picture and other details to other police stations, reach out to Chennai police and share the details.
Arvind: I sent them home, Sir. What do you want me to do, Sir?
Rahul: Contact Highway patrol and ask them to look for Rajeev’s car. Ask them about accidents that happened last night on the Chennai-Bangalore highway. Also, get a list of hospitals and their contact numbers that are about 2-3 km in the vicinity of the highway.
Arvind: Along which section of the highway, Sir?
Rahul: The entire route, from Rajeev’s restaurant in Chennai to his home in Bangalore. Also, have a constable outside Rajeev’s apartment in plain clothes.
Arvind: Sure, Sir.
Rahul: Reach out to the phone company and get a list of Rajeev’s last phone location and his call records for the last one month, put a request for Tamanna’s phone records as well along with Rajeev’s.
To be Continued...
Case One – Part 2 (Hot, sexy wife is the suspect)
2 days later.
It was 7:30 in the evening, and Rahul sat on his three-seater sofa in his rented 1BHK apartment. He was in his underwear, holding a pint of beer in his left hand that rested on the armrest. On the other hand, he held a cigarette on top of the sofa. He was watching the news.
His completely naked girlfriend Nivetha rested her head on his shoulder with her boobs pressed against the side of his chest. Her hand was feeling his well-toned body. Rahul had a good physique. He didn’t have six-pack abs. But he had a flat and tight abdomen, muscular biceps, and triceps.
As they were relaxing after satisfying sex, Rahul’s phone rang.
Rahul: Yes, Arvind, what’s up?
Arvind: Sir, the highway patrol just called and said they found Rajeev’s car.
Rahul: That’s great. What about Rajeev?
Arvind: It looks like an accident, Sir. Rajeev was found dead in the driver’s seat. It’s on a stretch of forest area, and the car was about 15 meters away from the highway. The car was damaged from the front as it hit a tree.
Rahul: Shit! How did the highway patrol find it?
Arvind: They said a woman spotted the wreck and informed them. She was there to collect firewood and saw the car.
Rahul: Okay, take Iqbal and reach the spot with a forensic team. Take pictures, dust for prints, collect evidence, interview the lady, and take her details. Tell the highway patrol to hold the woman till you reach there. Once everything is done, send the body for autopsy by an ambulance, tow the vehicle back to Bangalore, and impound it.
Arvind: Sir, don’t we need the family’s consent for an autopsy?
Rahul: I will handle that. I will inform the ACP and family and handle things here. You and Iqbal start immediately towards the accident spot. Keep me informed.
Arvind: Yes, Sir.
Rahul hung up and called ACP and informed him about the situation. They decided to go to Rajeev’s home in an hour to inform the family.
Rahul: Got to go, babe.
Nivetha: But my pussy is craving for another fuck. You got time. Please fuck me, Rahul.
Rahul: I already made you cum twice
Nivetha: Please…
He finished his beer and had a puff before extinguishing his cigarette. He pulled her on top of him and began to kiss her delicate lips. She sat on his dick and caressed his hair as they got into a passionate lip lock. Rahul had one hand on her ass and another on her boob.
Nivetha was a good looking fair-skinned woman with amazing assets. Cute looking facial features, with straight black hair reaching the middle of her back. Her boobs were big and a handful with a little shag due to the weight of her heavy boobs. But her nipples were big, dark and pointing straight.
She had a good amount of fat on her hips and a good round ass. Rahul moved his lips from her lips to her boobs. He sucked on her nipples as Nivetha held his hair tightly. He continued to cup and squeeze her boobs and suck on her delicate nipples.
Rahul pulled her further up and made her stand on the sofa with her legs on either side. Nivetha spread her legs and bent her knees a little as Rahul held her ass and began to lick her wet cunt. Nivetha had one hand on the wall as support, and with her other, she continued to caress his hair.
Rahul tongue-fucked her for a while and then replaced it with his fingers as he continued to lick her clitoris. Nivetha’s legs started to shiver as she was about to reach the epitome of pleasure. She kept begging Rahul to fuck her faster. She couldn’t stand any longer as she hit her orgasm.
A gush of hot liquid began to flow out of her pussy. She slid and sat on Rahul’s lap as he kept finger fucking her. Rahul held Nivetha on his lap like one would hold a baby. His one arm was below her neck, and the other kept going in and out of her cunt.
Nivetha had her legs stretched and toes curled during her entire orgasm, which subsided 45 seconds. Rahul pulled her towards him and hugged her tightly. Once Nivetha recovered from her orgasm, she was on her knees between his legs. She yanked his underwear off and began to stroke his dick.
She licked and kissed his 7 inches long and 4-inch fat manhood. She licked a lollipop for a while and then proceeded to take it in her mouth. She pulled his foreskin fully back and sucked on the tip of his dick. Her actions injected life into his dick, which became hard as rock and ooze precum.
Nivetha removed her mouth from his dick. With the help of her fingers, she rubbed his precum on his dick. She spat on his cock a couple of times before taking it back in her mouth. Rahul rested his head back on the sofa, enjoying the blowjob. He had his one hand on Nivetha’s bouncing head.
She had 3/4 of his dick in her mouth and continued to suck passionately. A few minutes later, Rahul grabbed her hair and pulled her on top of him. He held his dick at the base and positioned it at the entrance of her cunt. Nivetha slid down on his dick slowly.
Rahul’s rock hard manhood in a few seconds was engulfed by the warmth of her cunt. It fits perfectly as a surgical glove fits on the hand. Nivetha began to bounce on his dick. Rahul held her boobs and sucked on them alternatively as she fucked him from the top.
A few minutes later, Rahul held her waist, pushed her on the sofa, and got on top. He began to fuck her with full force, making her moan loudly. They changed positions after a while. He placed a cushion below her ass and placed one of her legs on his shoulder, turning her sideways.
Rahul again began to fuck her mercilessly as he grabbed one of her boobs for support and continued to drill her wet cunt.
Nivetha: Oh! Yes! Fuck Me! That feels so good, baby. Harder Rahul, harder. Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck my cunt, Rahul. That’s it, yes!
Rahul’s pace increased with every passing minute, which ended with them cumming together after 12-13 minutes of wild fucking. Rahul had emptied his hot cum in her love hole. As Nivetha was on birth control pills, they weren’t worried about pregnancy.
Moreover, she loved the feeling of his hot cum inside her pussy. Rahul slid his dick out and sat with his back against the armrest. He began to rest and watch Nivetha as she scooped his cum that dripped from her pussy with her fingers and began licking it.
After a few kisses and a cigarette later, they both got dressed and left his apartment. Rahul dropped Nivetha in her PG accommodation for working women and proceeded to Rajeev’s parents’ house.
He met with the ACP and informed them about their son. Tamanna was there, and she immediately caught Rahul’s attention. Pretty looking woman, which was evident from the tight kurta that she was wearing. She broke down instantly on hearing the news.
Tears flowed down her cheeks. But Rahul still didn’t get a feeling of sadness from Tamanna and thought it to be an act. ACP stayed back to be with the family as he was a family friend. Rahul proceeded to the police station and was constantly in touch with Arvind and Iqbal.
They were on the spot about 80 km away from Bangalore. At around 3 AM, the body of Rajeev reached the government hospital for autopsy. By 6 in the morning, Arvind and Iqbal were back at the station with the car and impounded it. Rahul asked them to go home, rest, and be back in the evening.
Rajeev’s body was released to his family by afternoon. Rahul was there again as he completed the formality and handed the body to the family. He looked for Tamanna but couldn’t find her anywhere.
2 days later.
It was 7:30 in the evening, and Rahul sat on his three-seater sofa in his rented 1BHK apartment. He was in his underwear, holding a pint of beer in his left hand that rested on the armrest. On the other hand, he held a cigarette on top of the sofa. He was watching the news.
His completely naked girlfriend Nivetha rested her head on his shoulder with her boobs pressed against the side of his chest. Her hand was feeling his well-toned body. Rahul had a good physique. He didn’t have six-pack abs. But he had a flat and tight abdomen, muscular biceps, and triceps.
As they were relaxing after satisfying sex, Rahul’s phone rang.
Rahul: Yes, Arvind, what’s up?
Arvind: Sir, the highway patrol just called and said they found Rajeev’s car.
Rahul: That’s great. What about Rajeev?
Arvind: It looks like an accident, Sir. Rajeev was found dead in the driver’s seat. It’s on a stretch of forest area, and the car was about 15 meters away from the highway. The car was damaged from the front as it hit a tree.
Rahul: Shit! How did the highway patrol find it?
Arvind: They said a woman spotted the wreck and informed them. She was there to collect firewood and saw the car.
Rahul: Okay, take Iqbal and reach the spot with a forensic team. Take pictures, dust for prints, collect evidence, interview the lady, and take her details. Tell the highway patrol to hold the woman till you reach there. Once everything is done, send the body for autopsy by an ambulance, tow the vehicle back to Bangalore, and impound it.
Arvind: Sir, don’t we need the family’s consent for an autopsy?
Rahul: I will handle that. I will inform the ACP and family and handle things here. You and Iqbal start immediately towards the accident spot. Keep me informed.
Arvind: Yes, Sir.
Rahul hung up and called ACP and informed him about the situation. They decided to go to Rajeev’s home in an hour to inform the family.
Rahul: Got to go, babe.
Nivetha: But my pussy is craving for another fuck. You got time. Please fuck me, Rahul.
Rahul: I already made you cum twice
Nivetha: Please…
He finished his beer and had a puff before extinguishing his cigarette. He pulled her on top of him and began to kiss her delicate lips. She sat on his dick and caressed his hair as they got into a passionate lip lock. Rahul had one hand on her ass and another on her boob.
Nivetha was a good looking fair-skinned woman with amazing assets. Cute looking facial features, with straight black hair reaching the middle of her back. Her boobs were big and a handful with a little shag due to the weight of her heavy boobs. But her nipples were big, dark and pointing straight.
She had a good amount of fat on her hips and a good round ass. Rahul moved his lips from her lips to her boobs. He sucked on her nipples as Nivetha held his hair tightly. He continued to cup and squeeze her boobs and suck on her delicate nipples.
Rahul pulled her further up and made her stand on the sofa with her legs on either side. Nivetha spread her legs and bent her knees a little as Rahul held her ass and began to lick her wet cunt. Nivetha had one hand on the wall as support, and with her other, she continued to caress his hair.
Rahul tongue-fucked her for a while and then replaced it with his fingers as he continued to lick her clitoris. Nivetha’s legs started to shiver as she was about to reach the epitome of pleasure. She kept begging Rahul to fuck her faster. She couldn’t stand any longer as she hit her orgasm.
A gush of hot liquid began to flow out of her pussy. She slid and sat on Rahul’s lap as he kept finger fucking her. Rahul held Nivetha on his lap like one would hold a baby. His one arm was below her neck, and the other kept going in and out of her cunt.
Nivetha had her legs stretched and toes curled during her entire orgasm, which subsided 45 seconds. Rahul pulled her towards him and hugged her tightly. Once Nivetha recovered from her orgasm, she was on her knees between his legs. She yanked his underwear off and began to stroke his dick.
She licked and kissed his 7 inches long and 4-inch fat manhood. She licked a lollipop for a while and then proceeded to take it in her mouth. She pulled his foreskin fully back and sucked on the tip of his dick. Her actions injected life into his dick, which became hard as rock and ooze precum.
Nivetha removed her mouth from his dick. With the help of her fingers, she rubbed his precum on his dick. She spat on his cock a couple of times before taking it back in her mouth. Rahul rested his head back on the sofa, enjoying the blowjob. He had his one hand on Nivetha’s bouncing head.
She had 3/4 of his dick in her mouth and continued to suck passionately. A few minutes later, Rahul grabbed her hair and pulled her on top of him. He held his dick at the base and positioned it at the entrance of her cunt. Nivetha slid down on his dick slowly.
Rahul’s rock hard manhood in a few seconds was engulfed by the warmth of her cunt. It fits perfectly as a surgical glove fits on the hand. Nivetha began to bounce on his dick. Rahul held her boobs and sucked on them alternatively as she fucked him from the top.
A few minutes later, Rahul held her waist, pushed her on the sofa, and got on top. He began to fuck her with full force, making her moan loudly. They changed positions after a while. He placed a cushion below her ass and placed one of her legs on his shoulder, turning her sideways.
Rahul again began to fuck her mercilessly as he grabbed one of her boobs for support and continued to drill her wet cunt.
Nivetha: Oh! Yes! Fuck Me! That feels so good, baby. Harder Rahul, harder. Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck my cunt, Rahul. That’s it, yes!
Rahul’s pace increased with every passing minute, which ended with them cumming together after 12-13 minutes of wild fucking. Rahul had emptied his hot cum in her love hole. As Nivetha was on birth control pills, they weren’t worried about pregnancy.
Moreover, she loved the feeling of his hot cum inside her pussy. Rahul slid his dick out and sat with his back against the armrest. He began to rest and watch Nivetha as she scooped his cum that dripped from her pussy with her fingers and began licking it.
After a few kisses and a cigarette later, they both got dressed and left his apartment. Rahul dropped Nivetha in her PG accommodation for working women and proceeded to Rajeev’s parents’ house.
He met with the ACP and informed them about their son. Tamanna was there, and she immediately caught Rahul’s attention. Pretty looking woman, which was evident from the tight kurta that she was wearing. She broke down instantly on hearing the news.
Tears flowed down her cheeks. But Rahul still didn’t get a feeling of sadness from Tamanna and thought it to be an act. ACP stayed back to be with the family as he was a family friend. Rahul proceeded to the police station and was constantly in touch with Arvind and Iqbal.
They were on the spot about 80 km away from Bangalore. At around 3 AM, the body of Rajeev reached the government hospital for autopsy. By 6 in the morning, Arvind and Iqbal were back at the station with the car and impounded it. Rahul asked them to go home, rest, and be back in the evening.
Rajeev’s body was released to his family by afternoon. Rahul was there again as he completed the formality and handed the body to the family. He looked for Tamanna but couldn’t find her anywhere.
In the evening, Rahul read the witness statements collected by Arvind and went through the photos. Rahul then, along with Arvind and Iqbal, inspected the vehicle. On first viewing itself, Rahul could see that it wasn’t a mere accident, and there was more to it.
Iqbal: Looks like an accident, Sir. He probably was drunk and lost balance.
Arvind: I too feel the same, Sir. He hit his head on the steering, which probably caused his death.
Rahul: Don’t depend on probabilities. The cause of death will be clear once the autopsy is done. But you missed an important point. This isn’t an accident.
Iqbal: How can you say that, Sir?
Rahul: This is the top-end model of the Jeep Compass. Do you think it has no airbags? The moment the car hits a tree, the airbags should be deployed. I don’t see it. He wouldn’t have hit his head on the steering if they had been deployed.
Iqbal: I will get a mechanic to check it out, Sir.
Rahul: I saw the photos. His head was covered in blood. But there was none on the seat or the floor mat. The small amount of blood on his face would surely not have led to his death.
Arvind: Good point, Sir.
Rahul: Do we have his mobile phone location and other data?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, it just came in about an hour ago.
Rahul: Go through the list and find out his exact route. Petrol pumps and restaurants would be most likely places that one would visit. Contact every petrol pump and restaurant, send them his pic, and inquire if he was there. If he was there, then ask them for CCTV footage.
Arvind: Sure, Sir.
Rahul: And also contact the bars and wine shops along his route. Let’s see if Iqbal’s drunk driving theory is true or not.
Next Day.
Arvind: Sir, did you read the autopsy report?
Rahul: It’s here?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, check your email.
Rahul opened his email and started to read the report. He was done in 5 minutes and turned towards Arvind and Iqbal with a smile on his face.
Rahul: Iqbal, what did the mechanic say about the airbags?
Iqbal: It got deployed and was ripped out, Sir. We didn’t find it in the area.
Arvind: So, it’s a murder.
Rahul: Yes, his neck was broken, which is the cause of his death. The killer then staged it like an accident. He cut his forehead after his death. That is why there was very little blood. He is the one who ripped out the airbag.
Arvind: We got no evidence of someone else being in the car, Sir. No other fingerprint except Rajeev’s.
Rahul: We will get the evidence, Arvind. I did a complete background check on Rajeev. He has a 5cr life insurance policy, and his wife is the beneficiary.
Iqbal: I feel you were right about the wife.
Rahul: Find out where she is right now.
Arvind: She is at her in-law’s house, Sir. Today morning the constable had gone there to get some signatures about the release of his vehicle.
Rahul: Good. Go to her home and fix a spy cam in her hall and bedroom. I need both audio and visual. She will be back at her home at some point. We need to keep a constant eye on her. Go through her call details.
Iqbal: Sir, we would need special approval for surveillance.
Rahul: Fuck the approval. Just do what I say. She is friends with the ACP and has a lot of clout. If we go around seeking approval, we will never get it. I will let the ACP know that it was a murder, and we have opened up an investigation. We hunting Tamanna must stay amongst the three of us.
Iqbal: Sir, but how to enter their home?
Rahul: Pick the damn lock. Do I have to tell you everything?
Iqbal: No sir, will do it.
Rahul: Iqbal, you will handle the surveillance and keep track of Tamanna’s movements. Arvind, focus on their call records and emails. Track and investigate Rajeev’s route.
5 Days Later.
Iqbal called Rahul to inform him that Tamanna had left her in-laws’ house and had come back to her flat. He asked Rahul to come to her apartment immediately. Rahul and Arvind reached Tamanna’s apartment in 20 minutes.
Iqbal was waiting in a surveillance van outside the apartment. It had a live feed of audio and video from Tamanna’s flat.
Rahul: What happened? Why did you call us here?
Iqbal: She called someone when she reached home. She asked the person to come to visit her as she felt lonely and sad. Then she went for a bath and hasn’t come out yet. I got the recording if you want to see what happened.
Rahul: No, I will review it back at the station. Let’s wait and see what happens.
They each had headphones and were observing the surveillance feed. The camera was inside a wall clock opposite the bedroom door parallel to the bed. About 5 minutes later, Tamanna emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel that barely covered her cunt and boobs.
Her hair was wet. Tamanna sat in front of the dresser and began to blow dry her hair.
Rahul: This surveillance is illegal. Make sure you delete all the recordings.
Iqbal: Yes, Sir.
All three watched as Tamanna got up after drying her hair and untied her towel, making it fall on the ground. Tamanna was slim, fair and a tall woman. Her small-sized boobs and nice bubble butt, with a clean-shaven cunt were in full view.
Tamanna was a beautiful and sexy woman. She cupped both her boobs from below and squeezed them before applying body lotion. She took some lotion on the palm of her hands and started applying it along the length of her arms, legs and thighs. She took some more and began to massage it on her boobs.
She squeezed her boobs and pinched her pinkish nipples a couple of times. She reached into her wardrobe, pulled out a satin gown, and wore it without any undergarments.
It was a sleeveless gown with just two straps on the shoulder. It ended a few inches above the knees exposing her fair thighs and making her look ravishing. Tamanna moved towards the hall and sat on the sofa with her head resting backwards.
She looked lost in imagination which the three police officers viewed via the camera placed right above the main door on a wall clock. About 15-20 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Tamanna got up instantly to open the door.
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In the evening, Rahul read the witness statements collected by Arvind and went through the photos. Rahul then, along with Arvind and Iqbal, inspected the vehicle. On first viewing itself, Rahul could see that it wasn’t a mere accident, and there was more to it.
Iqbal: Looks like an accident, Sir. He probably was drunk and lost balance.
Arvind: I too feel the same, Sir. He hit his head on the steering, which probably caused his death.
Rahul: Don’t depend on probabilities. The cause of death will be clear once the autopsy is done. But you missed an important point. This isn’t an accident.
Iqbal: How can you say that, Sir?
Rahul: This is the top-end model of the Jeep Compass. Do you think it has no airbags? The moment the car hits a tree, the airbags should be deployed. I don’t see it. He wouldn’t have hit his head on the steering if they had been deployed.
Iqbal: I will get a mechanic to check it out, Sir.
Rahul: I saw the photos. His head was covered in blood. But there was none on the seat or the floor mat. The small amount of blood on his face would surely not have led to his death.
Arvind: Good point, Sir.
Rahul: Do we have his mobile phone location and other data?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, it just came in about an hour ago.
Rahul: Go through the list and find out his exact route. Petrol pumps and restaurants would be most likely places that one would visit. Contact every petrol pump and restaurant, send them his pic, and inquire if he was there. If he was there, then ask them for CCTV footage.
Arvind: Sure, Sir.
Rahul: And also contact the bars and wine shops along his route. Let’s see if Iqbal’s drunk driving theory is true or not.
Next Day.
Arvind: Sir, did you read the autopsy report?
Rahul: It’s here?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, check your email.
Rahul opened his email and started to read the report. He was done in 5 minutes and turned towards Arvind and Iqbal with a smile on his face.
Rahul: Iqbal, what did the mechanic say about the airbags?
Iqbal: It got deployed and was ripped out, Sir. We didn’t find it in the area.
Arvind: So, it’s a murder.
Rahul: Yes, his neck was broken, which is the cause of his death. The killer then staged it like an accident. He cut his forehead after his death. That is why there was very little blood. He is the one who ripped out the airbag.
Arvind: We got no evidence of someone else being in the car, Sir. No other fingerprint except Rajeev’s.
Rahul: We will get the evidence, Arvind. I did a complete background check on Rajeev. He has a 5cr life insurance policy, and his wife is the beneficiary.
Iqbal: I feel you were right about the wife.
Rahul: Find out where she is right now.
Arvind: She is at her in-law’s house, Sir. Today morning the constable had gone there to get some signatures about the release of his vehicle.
Rahul: Good. Go to her home and fix a spy cam in her hall and bedroom. I need both audio and visual. She will be back at her home at some point. We need to keep a constant eye on her. Go through her call details.
Iqbal: Sir, we would need special approval for surveillance.
Rahul: Fuck the approval. Just do what I say. She is friends with the ACP and has a lot of clout. If we go around seeking approval, we will never get it. I will let the ACP know that it was a murder, and we have opened up an investigation. We hunting Tamanna must stay amongst the three of us.
Iqbal: Sir, but how to enter their home?
Rahul: Pick the damn lock. Do I have to tell you everything?
Iqbal: No sir, will do it.
Rahul: Iqbal, you will handle the surveillance and keep track of Tamanna’s movements. Arvind, focus on their call records and emails. Track and investigate Rajeev’s route.
5 Days Later.
Iqbal called Rahul to inform him that Tamanna had left her in-laws’ house and had come back to her flat. He asked Rahul to come to her apartment immediately. Rahul and Arvind reached Tamanna’s apartment in 20 minutes.
Iqbal was waiting in a surveillance van outside the apartment. It had a live feed of audio and video from Tamanna’s flat.
Rahul: What happened? Why did you call us here?
Iqbal: She called someone when she reached home. She asked the person to come to visit her as she felt lonely and sad. Then she went for a bath and hasn’t come out yet. I got the recording if you want to see what happened.
Rahul: No, I will review it back at the station. Let’s wait and see what happens.
They each had headphones and were observing the surveillance feed. The camera was inside a wall clock opposite the bedroom door parallel to the bed. About 5 minutes later, Tamanna emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel that barely covered her cunt and boobs.
Her hair was wet. Tamanna sat in front of the dresser and began to blow dry her hair.
Rahul: This surveillance is illegal. Make sure you delete all the recordings.
Iqbal: Yes, Sir.
All three watched as Tamanna got up after drying her hair and untied her towel, making it fall on the ground. Tamanna was slim, fair and a tall woman. Her small-sized boobs and nice bubble butt, with a clean-shaven cunt were in full view.
Tamanna was a beautiful and sexy woman. She cupped both her boobs from below and squeezed them before applying body lotion. She took some lotion on the palm of her hands and started applying it along the length of her arms, legs and thighs. She took some more and began to massage it on her boobs.
She squeezed her boobs and pinched her pinkish nipples a couple of times. She reached into her wardrobe, pulled out a satin gown, and wore it without any undergarments.
It was a sleeveless gown with just two straps on the shoulder. It ended a few inches above the knees exposing her fair thighs and making her look ravishing. Tamanna moved towards the hall and sat on the sofa with her head resting backwards.
She looked lost in imagination which the three police officers viewed via the camera placed right above the main door on a wall clock. About 15-20 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Tamanna got up instantly to open the door.
To be continued...
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In the evening, Rahul read the witness statements collected by Arvind and went through the photos. Rahul then, along with Arvind and Iqbal, inspected the vehicle. On first viewing itself, Rahul could see that it wasn’t a mere accident, and there was more to it.
Iqbal: Looks like an accident, Sir. He probably was drunk and lost balance.
Arvind: I too feel the same, Sir. He hit his head on the steering, which probably caused his death.
Rahul: Don’t depend on probabilities. The cause of death will be clear once the autopsy is done. But you missed an important point. This isn’t an accident.
Iqbal: How can you say that, Sir?
Rahul: This is the top-end model of the Jeep Compass. Do you think it has no airbags? The moment the car hits a tree, the airbags should be deployed. I don’t see it. He wouldn’t have hit his head on the steering if they had been deployed.
Iqbal: I will get a mechanic to check it out, Sir.
Rahul: I saw the photos. His head was covered in blood. But there was none on the seat or the floor mat. The small amount of blood on his face would surely not have led to his death.
Arvind: Good point, Sir.
Rahul: Do we have his mobile phone location and other data?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, it just came in about an hour ago.
Rahul: Go through the list and find out his exact route. Petrol pumps and restaurants would be most likely places that one would visit. Contact every petrol pump and restaurant, send them his pic, and inquire if he was there. If he was there, then ask them for CCTV footage.
Arvind: Sure, Sir.
Rahul: And also contact the bars and wine shops along his route. Let’s see if Iqbal’s drunk driving theory is true or not.
Next Day.
Arvind: Sir, did you read the autopsy report?
Rahul: It’s here?
Iqbal: Yes, Sir, check your email.
Rahul opened his email and started to read the report. He was done in 5 minutes and turned towards Arvind and Iqbal with a smile on his face.
Rahul: Iqbal, what did the mechanic say about the airbags?
Iqbal: It got deployed and was ripped out, Sir. We didn’t find it in the area.
Arvind: So, it’s a murder.
Rahul: Yes, his neck was broken, which is the cause of his death. The killer then staged it like an accident. He cut his forehead after his death. That is why there was very little blood. He is the one who ripped out the airbag.
Arvind: We got no evidence of someone else being in the car, Sir. No other fingerprint except Rajeev’s.
Rahul: We will get the evidence, Arvind. I did a complete background check on Rajeev. He has a 5cr life insurance policy, and his wife is the beneficiary.
Iqbal: I feel you were right about the wife.
Rahul: Find out where she is right now.
Arvind: She is at her in-law’s house, Sir. Today morning the constable had gone there to get some signatures about the release of his vehicle.
Rahul: Good. Go to her home and fix a spy cam in her hall and bedroom. I need both audio and visual. She will be back at her home at some point. We need to keep a constant eye on her. Go through her call details.
Iqbal: Sir, we would need special approval for surveillance.
Rahul: Fuck the approval. Just do what I say. She is friends with the ACP and has a lot of clout. If we go around seeking approval, we will never get it. I will let the ACP know that it was a murder, and we have opened up an investigation. We hunting Tamanna must stay amongst the three of us.
Iqbal: Sir, but how to enter their home?
Rahul: Pick the damn lock. Do I have to tell you everything?
Iqbal: No sir, will do it.
Rahul: Iqbal, you will handle the surveillance and keep track of Tamanna’s movements. Arvind, focus on their call records and emails. Track and investigate Rajeev’s route.
5 Days Later.
Iqbal called Rahul to inform him that Tamanna had left her in-laws’ house and had come back to her flat. He asked Rahul to come to her apartment immediately. Rahul and Arvind reached Tamanna’s apartment in 20 minutes.
Iqbal was waiting in a surveillance van outside the apartment. It had a live feed of audio and video from Tamanna’s flat.
Rahul: What happened? Why did you call us here?
Iqbal: She called someone when she reached home. She asked the person to come to visit her as she felt lonely and sad. Then she went for a bath and hasn’t come out yet. I got the recording if you want to see what happened.
Rahul: No, I will review it back at the station. Let’s wait and see what happens.
They each had headphones and were observing the surveillance feed. The camera was inside a wall clock opposite the bedroom door parallel to the bed. About 5 minutes later, Tamanna emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel that barely covered her cunt and boobs.
Her hair was wet. Tamanna sat in front of the dresser and began to blow dry her hair.
Rahul: This surveillance is illegal. Make sure you delete all the recordings.
Iqbal: Yes, Sir.
All three watched as Tamanna got up after drying her hair and untied her towel, making it fall on the ground. Tamanna was slim, fair and a tall woman. Her small-sized boobs and nice bubble butt, with a clean-shaven cunt were in full view.
Tamanna was a beautiful and sexy woman. She cupped both her boobs from below and squeezed them before applying body lotion. She took some lotion on the palm of her hands and started applying it along the length of her arms, legs and thighs. She took some more and began to massage it on her boobs.
She squeezed her boobs and pinched her pinkish nipples a couple of times. She reached into her wardrobe, pulled out a satin gown, and wore it without any undergarments.
It was a sleeveless gown with just two straps on the shoulder. It ended a few inches above the knees exposing her fair thighs and making her look ravishing. Tamanna moved towards the hall and sat on the sofa with her head resting backwards.
She looked lost in imagination which the three police officers viewed via the camera placed right above the main door on a wall clock. About 15-20 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Tamanna got up instantly to open the door.
To be continued...
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Rahul: Is this a police station or a whorehouse?
Arvind: Sorry, Sir.
Iqbal: Both our wives are not in town, Sir. It’s been a week since we had a good fuck.
Rahul: Keep giving the same excuse whenever you people raid a prostitution racket. Finish up quickly and get back to work. Who is going to take them to court?
Iqbal: I am going to court, Sir.
Rahul: Ok, Arvind, meet me in my cabin.
On his way out, Rahul squeezed her ass and spanked it hard. He made his way to his cabin, where the old man again tried to talk to him, but just like the previous time, Rahul told him to wait and went inside his cabin. He called both of them inside after 10 minutes and told them to sit.
Rahul: I spoke with the Assistant Commissioner just now. He told me to handle your case and treat it as a top priority.
Old Man: Thank you, Sir. My name is Rakesh, and this is my daughter-in-law Tamanna.
Rahul: Hold on, Sir, give me 5 minutes. I will take up your case then you can tell me everything. Calm down.
Rahul started to go through other case files while he made them wait. Rahul glanced at Tamanna a few times. The beautiful looking girl draped in a blue coloured saree with some part of her left side boob visible. He had a good look at her sexy midriff that was on display.
She had soft red lips, with a small pointed nose with no makeup. Tamanna had flawless skin and looked sexy in a saree. He saw her teary eyes but couldn’t sense any sadness.
Rahul was 30, single and had a girlfriend. 5 years on the job had given him a pretty good idea on judging people and making out their emotions. Ten minutes later, SI Arvind came into the room. Rakesh was getting impatient and again reached out to Rahul only to be told to wait a bit longer.
Rahul: Arvind, call the writer and tell him to bring the FIR book and ready the tape recorder.
In the next 5 minutes, the writer was in the room with the FIR book, and a tape recorder with fresh tape was ready. Rahul pressed the record button and began to speak.
Rahul: Tell me your name, phone number, age and address.
Rakesh began to give them his and Tamanna’s details.
Rahul: What is the complaint?
Rakesh: My son Rajeev is missing.
Rahul
Rakesh: Last night, Sir.
Rahul: We generally wait for 48 hours before taking the missing persons to report unless the complainant is sure their kin is missing. How are you so sure that your son is missing? Tell me everything from the start, and who was the last person to see/speak to him?
Rakesh: My daughter-in-law was the last person to speak with him.
Rahul: Ok. Mrs Tamanna, you tell me. What happened?
Tamanna began to speak in her sweet sexy voice. It sounded a bit melancholy. But still, Rahul didn’t feel like she was emoting sadness as her husband was missing. Almost instantly, he had her as his initial suspect in his mind.
Tamanna: He left for Chennai 4 days ago in the morning for business purposes. He called me last evening around 5 PM and said that he was on his way back to Bangalore. He should have reached by 11 but hasn’t been home till now.
Tamanna broke down and started to cry, and Rakesh began to calm her down. Rahul offered her water, and once she stopped crying, he asked her further questions.
Rahul: Did you try calling his cell last night?
Tamanna: Yes, I called him at 8 PM last night to find out where he reached, but his phone was switched off. I tried a couple of times but got the same message.
Rahul: When did you inform his parents?
Tamanna: I tried calling him again at 9, 9:30 and 10 PM but never got through, and that is when I informed his dad.
Rakesh: I spoke to him at 4:30 PM. He said his work was done, and he would be leaving for Bangalore in an hour. She called me at 10 PM and told me that Rajeev’s phone was switched off and asked if I had spoken to him.
Rahul: Then?
Rakesh: I told her to wait for some more time and said his phone might have run out of battery. I told her to call me as soon as he reached home.
Tamanna: I waited till midnight, but Rajeev never came. I called up my Father-in-law and told him about the situation. He said he would come to my house and told me to keep trying to reach Rajeev.
Rakesh: I went over to their place at 1 PM. Rajeev’s phone continued to be switched off. We were up all night trying to reach him. We also spoke to our restaurant manager in Chennai. He said he saw Rajeev leaving precisely at 5 PM. In the morning, I called my friend, your ACP, and he told me to come and meet you. Please find my son.
Rahul: Got any ransom call?
Rakesh: You think my son has been kidnapped?
Rahul: No, Sir, just asking a question. Don’t worry. We will do our best, Sir. Please give me your son’s mobile number, a recent picture of your son and his car’s details. Model, color and number of his car. Also the number of your Chennai branch manager who saw him last.
Rakesh and Tamanna provided all the required details. Rahul assured them of finding Rajeev and told them to be calm and have patience. Rahul asked Arvind to escort them to their car.
He went to the control room and gave Rajeev’s information to a constable. He asked him to fax his picture and other details to other police stations, reach out to Chennai police and share the details.
Arvind: I sent them home, Sir. What do you want me to do, Sir?
Rahul: Contact Highway patrol and ask them to look for Rajeev’s car. Ask them about accidents that happened last night on the Chennai-Bangalore highway. Also, get a list of hospitals and their contact numbers that are about 2-3 km in the vicinity of the highway.
Arvind: Along which section of the highway, Sir?
Rahul: The entire route, from Rajeev’s restaurant in Chennai to his home in Bangalore. Also, have a constable outside Rajeev’s apartment in plain clothes.
Arvind: Sure, Sir.
Rahul: Reach out to the phone company and get a list of Rajeev’s last phone location and his call records for the last one month, put a request for Tamanna’s phone records as well along with Rajeev’s.
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