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recete jo police (CP) still frowns slightly at it. Pradip Kumar Sen. He The name on the visitor's slip is familiar, but the commissioner unc ofi knows the man, though he's only ever met him casually at social something? So why does the slip state 'most urgent and confidential as the purpose of the visit? Why Lalbazar, at barely 10 in the morning? Still clutching the slip, the CP rings the bell. 'Call him in The sight of his visitor startles him slightly. Pradip Sen looks devastated. A distinguished, fit-looking man, over six feet tall, his salt gatherings. Perhaps this is a personal visit. Perhaps an invitation to ceratie actical all a ud and pepper hair hinting at his approaching sixties, he clearly looks ind absent. In fact, he seems to have added at least ten years to his age, after himself well. Today, however, his usual elegance is markedly his eyes red and puffy-sleepless eyes. "Hello, Mr Sen, what brings you here? All well? In response, without the slightest preamble, Pradip comes straight to the point, helplessness evident in his every word. 'Sir, please help me. My wife is missing. It's been two days, sir. She left the house day before yesterday. hasn't returned Eh.. Hold it, hold it, what do you mean hasn't returned? Where do u live? Have you filed a missing diary?
At Jadavpur thana, sir. We live on Prince Gulam Mohamsd His hands cover his face, tears not far away. The CP rings the Shah Road. Leena, missing for two days.. bell again, this time asking his orderly to fetch some water worry, I'll handle it. First, we'll need to see it there's been an accidew "Mr Sen, Jadavpur is under state police jurisdiction, but dont ster complaint. What do I do now?" "Mobile number? Your wife's?" "Please, sir, the thana says it is enquiring about the missing car "There's none. Neither of us uses one. The CP looks worried. He dials the Lalbazar PBX on his intercom "DC DD (deputy commissioner, Detective Department) please. As the police car from Karaya thana comes to a halt outside the posh high-rise, the officer-in-charge (OC) glances around quickly. There's a small knot of curious faces on the pavement which, if allowed to swell into a crowd, will easily spill over onto the road. Traffic will take a hit. Its already 5 in the evening, and rush-hour traffic is mere minutes away. The OC gets on the wireless to his thana. "We need an additional force here. Clear the crowd, quickly!" Mainak Apartments, P-17B, Ashutosh Chowdhury Avenue. Walking towards Park Circus from Ballygunge Phari, the eleven storey building is impossible to miss. A large gate, usual in these sorts of apartments, marks the entrance. A short driveway leads to a moderate-sized car park, enough for 20-25 vehicles, A security enclosure, which houses the caretaker, is glass-fronted on all sides, and offers a clear view of all comings and goings. There are two staircases, one virtually unused and mostly locked, leading to the servants quarters on the first iloor. The main staircase is bracketed by two lifts There's a liftman too though the residents are free to operate the lifts themselves. As soon as he spots the OC.
