For a long moment silence again pervaded the big cabin. Then Mr Kabir spoke.
‘This room in Kamathipura, is the fellow still there?’
‘No, sir. Yesterday he was leaving same. He must be thinking he has got away with his murder and can go back to being one Victor Hinks, father of a family in Jogeshwari.’
‘So we’ll find him at Jogeshwari,’ Mr Kabir said, half rising from his seat.
‘No, sir,’ Inspector Adik put in, ‘I think you’ll actually find him up at Shanti Niwas. I understand he is there today, being paid off since high-level security is no longer needed.’
‘All right.’ Mr Kabir swung round from his desk. ‘Let’s go, Adik. You’ve got transport?’
‘Sir.’
But then, as he left, Mr Kabir turned for a moment to Ghote.
‘Yes, Inspector,’ he said. ‘Yes, report to me tomorrow, will you? There’s a rather tricky case that’s just come up to me. I think you’re the chap to handle it.’
Ghote stood by the big desk, watching the cabin door swing to and fro in the wake of the Deputy Commissioner and a hurrying Inspector Adik.
Soon his head became filled with pleasantly vague thoughts.
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