Beyond Redemption

CHAPTER 3

Once on the way back to our suite , our eyesight fell on a macabre wooden and after auditing of it from the room service people and it took us four days to realise there exists a tiny room in the floor we live in .

We'd never seen the balcony of the room open . All we knew is the savour of Oriental fragrance stays in the room.

In the room lived a prepossessing , alluring and a charming lad aged round about 29. He was glimpsed at with his younger brother by many staffs in the apartment .

Some call him creepy and the others thought he's meshuga.

It has been five months since people have not seen his younger brother.

By happenstance we'd met him just twice. I'd tried waving a hand to him but he never retorted. Noodles often barks near his door. 6'2'' he was and would always be seen in sleevless tees and floral shorts .He had a free flying bird embedded on his left shoulder, a shield on his right wrist and a tiny star on his left ankle . He also had Samoan animal abstract styles and Celtic cross and knots unrivalled esquisses on both sides of his neck .

He never looked liked a friendly person to us . Neither had we ever talked to him nor seen him talking to anyone in the apartment . He hardly used to step out of the room.

" His younger brother was about 6, with an angelic look , purely unblemished , but never uttered a single word like him. After the younger one went missing the he spents even more time in his room ! " - said an attendant .

On querying , the oldest attendant informed that the former manager of the Hotel had allowed the lad to stay here. Out of condolence in the only scrappy room of the hotel, the room had light and fans but no electricity connection this is one of the major reasons why , no costumer had ever preferred or has ever preferred it .

The very same attendant also informed that it has been 6 years since this lad stayed here.

Once when was asked by one of the stewards his name all his lips breathed was " Yǒuzuì " , since then everyone knows him by this name .

Yǒuzuì used to live all alone by himself . No-one in the whole apartment had seen him laugh , snigger or have fun with friends, alike many passable 29 years.

Everyone was kinda quite suspicious on his odditious personality from the time he'd moved to this apartment . He used to stay all alone by himself after his brother went missing .

But a couple of times I've seen him arguing , acting defensive and aggressively with the people on the streets outside .

Being students of Short Term Certificate in Private Detective Course I and Jane thought of investigating the life of the lad and the case of his missing brother.

Mr.Novák was ecstatic on hearing that we are so much engrossed and fascinated on the course that we're willing and very soon will be outlining it .

We'd brought some paraphernalias like a huge white board , coloured markers , Magnifying glasses , Acetate sheet protectors, Bindle paper , some Clear tapes / adhesive lift , Electrostatic dust lifter , Flashlight (oblique lighting) a pair of Forceps/tweezers , and a dozen of Glass vials.

Slides and slide mailers , which would help us while our snooping.

Last evening while coming back from the galleria buying the rest of the stuffs like Graph paper and pencils, small ruler, Latent print kit , Measuring devices ,

Multifunction utility tool , a Notebook ,

Paper bags of various sizes , Permanent markers , Personal protective equipment (like gloves, booties, hair covering, overalls and mask).

Placards.

Plastic resealable bags ( of various sizes) , Scales for photography, and Spray which Mr.Novák had listed to us later , we found the main door of Yǒuzuì's house open.

Dubiously when Jane tried to keek into his room ( Because very soon we were excoriating of investigating his room in his absence ) all she could see is the gloominess in the murk ,this is when he caught us peeping , and murmured something weird and thumped the door behind us, and that's the last time we saw him.

Two days later , when Jane complained of smelling something noxious from Noah's house ,I rang the Mr. Novák, He came and tried knocking the door of Noah's house but when he got no response he tried pushing it forcefully but it was of no use. His old limbs helped him no more . The rotting smell had mushroomed throughout the apartment and everyone stood jumbled in front of Noah's door . Mr. Novák called the nearest PS , saying that he's quite familiar with the officers there , and in few minutes arrived the Investigating team .