“There are no two ways about it, I will be suspected and arrested.” Kendo was lamenting to Mortuary.
“Have you not written the letter? Leave the rest in my hands! I’m the grand master on the ground.’ The Boss had boasted. ‘Mortuary knows how to work on living and dead beings. Relax, okay!”
“So I should be going now.”
“Why are you afraid? Do you think that your woman won’t believe in that concocted tale? Go! If they arrest you, we will ransack the police post.”
“All right.” Kendo accepted, half-heartedly.
“That reminds me of the key, where is it?” Mortuary had asked.
Kendo told him to look for it by his side.
“If it’s not the right key that means I will get you exposed. No fooling!”
“I assure you that is the right key. That is even the original. To God!” Kendo had sworn vehemently.
