Chapter 4 The Village of MysteriesAmit was waiting at Kharagpur station. Chaturvedi was already fifteen minutes late. Well that’s not uncommon for police, they always arrive late. It’s kind of a trait secret. Fifteen minutes is not defined as being late. Well at least in the special imaginary dictionary of the police.
Amit took out his sipper filled with his pro-biotic enzyme syrup. He was thirsty and thus drank a quarter of the entire content of the sipper to quench his thirst. His eyes had stopped searching for Raunak; instead they were trying to point a bench through the immovable crowd.
He didn’t have to finish his treasure hunt. Raunak had finally arrived. He was breathing heavily. He was a man above forty but yet was an officer; something really laborious is required to tire a 24X7
