A fast moving white car abruptly stopped in front of the hospital, driver must be in double mind to stop or not. John got down, was not in his usual uniform and not in usual mood too. He went to the hospital lift carrying a bouquet of white flowers.
He entered the lift, pressed the button showing number 12. Lift closed and started to dash upwards. With the lift speed his thoughts also started to speed up....
Why a circle might have been drawn on the wall? ...
Forensic tests had reveled the blood origin - as Sani....
The one who had drawn the circle, sure for, he might have tried to say something...
May be Anjani must had a clue about the killer...
Lift stopped, his thoughts stopped . A electronic display ahead was showing the number 12. John came out , through the partially opened door slit, as he did not have time to wait till the door open fully. He went straight into the Ward ‘B’
John looked at a bunch of flowers he was holding and knocked the door gently. Waited for the response looking at the red letters carved at the top of the door in red color - room no. B2. No response ! He knocked the door again, this time little hard. Still no response! Confused and worried he looked around in the corridor. Now he started banging the door.
What happened?...
She was in this room...
She was not supposed to be discharged so early...
Where she would have gone?...
Was there any mishap?...
His heart started beating fast. He looked around again. There was a help counter at the end of the corridor.
I must ask there?...
He hurried to the counter.
“Excuse me” He tried to get nurses attention standing behind the counter. Nurse continued, without paying attention, probably it was the effect of the number of people enquired daily.
“ In B2 there was a patient... Anjani Carter... Where is she... Is she discharged... But was not to be discharged so early I suppose... There is nobody ... “ John was not ready to stop.
“ Wait a minute... wait... Which room did you say?” Nurse interrupted him.
“B2” John took a breathe.
Nurse opened the file and started searching moving her index finger over the index, may be that is why it is called as index finger. As she found the page number she started turning over pages of the file.
“ B2... Mrs. Anjani Carter...” Nurse confirmed stopping on a page.
“ Yes ...” John confirmed back.
John was trying to catch expressions from her expressionless face.
John was getting annoyed over her undue calmness.
“ Sorry ... Mr....?” She looked at him to get his introduction.
“ John...” He was not in a mood to introduce himself fully. He was keen to know about Anjeni.
“ Sorry Mr. John... Sorry for inconvenience... She has been shifted to room B23...”
John felt relieved.
“ Actually... B2 was too congested... so on her request...” Nurse was giving explanation.
John left for B23 before nurse could complete her explanation.
(to be contd...)
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The story of a feminine power! - based on my award winning screenplay concept |
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Ch-4: Where is she? (Novel-Zero)
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Labels: America, suspense novel, thriller novel, zero, सुब्स्क्रिबे novel
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