I went in the dining hall. Everyone was having breakfast. I sat and started eating. Siddharth came and sat next to me. I ignored him. He gave me a nudge. "Kya h?" I said. "Itni rudely baat mat kro yaar" he said. "Baat kar rhi hu yehi kaafi h!" I said. He chuckled. Then he called me but I didn't answer. He gave me a nugde again. This time I had the mug of coffee in my hand. Almost half of the coffee was on the dining table. Everyone was there and they looked at me. "Beta kya ho gya tujhe?" Daadi asked. "Daadi woh...table k neeche ka hissa metal ka h to usse haath lgate shock lag gya" I made the excuse. I kicked Siddharth's lower leg. He almost jumped on the chair. "Ab tujhe kya hua?" Daadi asked Siddharth. "Daadi mujhe bhi metal se shock laga!" He explained. I chuckled. We finished breakfast. I was going in Sumedh's room when Siddharth stopped me. "Kiya? Meri koi galati nhi h han!" I said. "Mene kab kaha!? I'm just saying k...I'm sorry!!!" He begged. I smiled. "Aapse jeetne ki koshish krna bekaar h" I said. He smiled and we went in Sumedh's room. We talked about the case. We had to find the guy that shot me. "Sab hospitals aur clinics me poochte h k waha koi heamophilia ka ilaaj karwane aya tha ya nhi" Amayra said. We made a list of the hospitals and called them. After almost fifteen calls we found the right one. After making a hundred excuses, the hospital gave us the address of that guy. "Lets go guys" Sumedh said. We took our handguns and left for his place.
In half an hour we arrived there. It was a villa. The door was opened. We got in and found him laying on the floor. We ran towards him. Someone shot him. I checked his pulse, he was dead. I shook my head. We were thinking what to do next. Amayra was about to speak when Sumedh placed his hand on her mouth. "Sshhh" He said.