Chapter 6 - Things To ConcealRaunak’s house was an exactly opposite replica of Amit’s. Unmaintained, improperly painted and exposed brick lines continuous on the walls like patterns. The faded paint was assumedly yellow. Well, it was a police villa. A spacious 2BHK house but like every government property was drastically out of order. Well, for a village like that, it was something equivalent to a castle. A prehistoric castle to be precise.
In the limited supply of moonlight it looked more ghostly than usual. Amit stared at his watch. It was seven thirty. Amit was not in the mood to voice his thoughts for that house. He had been concealing a lot for a long time. He was sceptical about them and was in a disturbed state of mind. He needed some tea. His special tea. The only thing in the wor
