I had heard that this camp had a lot of politics going on in it. And after the announcements I had made today, it was very probable that my own people wanted to kill me. So I sent one of my trusted bodyguards, whom I had brought from Rome, to bring Rishabh secretly in my quarters. While he was gone, I took out my revolver and put it on the table. Then I drew up the files of all officers posted here. Each of them had executed people and written lame excuses in reasons, but one of them was had a rather large data. His total death tolls outnumbered the others by a large margin. His name was Madan Singh.
Rishabh arrived after a few minutes. He knew the purpose of this summon, so he did not bother asking. After looking at the files for some more time, I confronted him.
“When will I be assassi
