He too trembled. The two looked at the cell phone in horror. Who will be the one to call him from his cell phone after the hired killer dies?
Finally the cell phone went silent. Both were expecting the call to come again. Did not come. After thinking about it, Grey haired man was the first to recover from the fear. After thinking about it he got angry at himself. "Why are we trembling? What's so scary?" The man who asked himself that question, with a dry smile, encouraged his partner.
"Except for the place where he was bitten by the snake, nothing could have happened here. That murderous thug would have been a night owl. Ignorantly, the box might not be covered properly. Snake would have come out and bit him. He died. Since he didn’t answer our calls we just suspected him without knowing it. Even now his own friends or relatives should have called us after seeing the missed calls from our number.”
It seemed to him that what he was saying was right. But as he himself said the place of the snake bite was not natural.
He picked up his cell phone and dialed the hired killer's number. He wanted to speak to his friend or relative and mourn the news that he was going to tell and explain why we had called. He just wanted to confirm his assumption.
The phone was ringing. But no one picked up the phone. Patiently tried again. Still no one picked up. Patience was gone on the third attempt. The phone was picked up just before the third ring. Grey haired man said, “Hello”.
There was silence on the other side. He said "hello" again. Still silent on the other side. Irritated, he shouted "Hello!" Now the sound of the ghost blowing was heard echoing through the cell phone. The same sound heard in that foothills.
Frozen in shock, he mustered all his strength and shouted, "You don’t with whom you are dealing with!"
On the other side, the sound of the ghostly wind was heard again. He disconnected with trembling hands. He could not return to normal immediately. The man who was looking at him in amazement ran away and brought water in a silver jug. After drinking it slowly, he returned to normal.
He immediately phoned his employee and told him to go back to the foothills and find out the new developments over there. He could have sent an army there. But many of his men were can be identified by many of the public. Even the slightest suspicion can cause big problems. He did not like it. This employee is unknown to many. He is the one who does not come to the domain more frequently.
The two did not talk, until he called back. Both had a lot to think about.
He made the phone call.
"Sir, a lot of their people have come here. They are looking up and down the mountain. ”
His partner in crime had a little consolation. Karthi did not survive and go home.
Yet everything that was happening began to look like a disaster in waiting. In this mission, from the beginning unexpected delays cropped up almost at every step. Grey haired man replayed the incidents in his mind from the hired killer had finished the murder ..
He came fast .. Carefully put the cardboard box in the back seat of the car. Drove the car fast. It was clear that he did not want to talk to him. He did not describe what happened above the mountain. He didn’t answer his questions only briefly. Although he was naturally less talkative, the speed at which he drove the car away seemed to be a little too much for him now. It was as if like the hired killer wanted to be done with grey haired man as soon as possible. The answer to his wayward behavior might be in the incident at the top of the mountain.
He was furious at the idiot in front of him who at that time spoke to him on the phone so as not to let him know it in detail. It would not have been so confusing if this young man who is now sitting opposite with his mouth closed and staring in horror had kept his mouth shut for those five minutes last night. But he managed to smile without showing his anger. He was trying to guess what Karthi's house situation would be like today.
Karthi’s house had a gloomy atmosphere. His mother Gnanam called his father, Minister Selvarangan, every five minutes for the lea about missing son. He did as she told at the beginning, then got bored and said, “Just be quiet for a while. If they have any news they will let us know."
She next started telling her eldest son and MP Udayakumar.
Of the three, he was the one who sat unmoved with full confidence that there would be no danger to Karthi.
Uday, who came near the anxious mother, “what are you afraid of? He is not a child. He is twenty three years old now. He would have gone somewhere else. Will come. ”
"His bike is still there. How could he have gone without a bike? ” She asked anxiously.
"If he is a normal person, you are right. Your boy is abnormal” Uday said jovially to his furious mother.
“Don’t let him down. He is a genius.”
“Both are same. Your genius son might have wandered off doing his researching”
But suddenly mother had another suspicion.
"Don’t you think someone might have kidnapped him."
Uday raised his eyebrows for a moment and looked at his mother and started laughing. Gnanam was angry.
“I will give you tight slap on your face. Why are you cackling like this?”
"Only those who are unfortunate enough will kidnap your genius son. I was thinking about their plight after they have kidnapped your precious little boy. What a delight it will be.”
“Then what happened? ”
"Within an hour of the abduction, the kidnapper might have touched your boy’s feet and said "Brother, please forgive me. We have kidnapped you unknowingly. Tell me where to drop you. I will take it there and leave. I will not cross your way again. ” Uday said and smiled again.
Accompanied by anger and laughter Gnanam looked at her husband. Even though he was starting to get scared, he couldn't help but smile at what his eldest son had said. Even with that smile, his instincts began to tell him that his youngest son was in danger. There was a strong reason for that.