neelwrites/allatsea/spf/fiction/shorstory/inspectorsharmacrimeseries/15/10/2017

 

Sunday Photo Fiction – October 15th 2017

Hosted at https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/10/15/sunday-photo-fiction-october-15th-2017/

ALL AT SEA

214 10 October 15th 2017

By Neel Anil Panicker

“Honorable Sir, I warmly welcome you to my ship.”

Warm welcome? My foot. A murder’s occurred and the bastard’s grinning from ear to ear__baring his gold embossed teeth.

Inspector Sharma inspected the man: Mid-fifties, balding, with floral panoramic patterns clinging to near exposed skin adorned by gold embellishments all over that together he surmised, could easily weigh over a couple of kilos.

“Sir, I am Frederick D’ Souza, the captain…”

‘Cut the crap. Where’s the body?’

“Sir…sir…the body… err it was here…i mean it isn’t now…It…”

Inspector Sharma felt as if a huge boulder had dropped onto his chest. He felt dizzy. With enormous effort he raised his hands up and held onto to a metallic beam that circled the upper deck.

His free hand felt the gun strapped to his waist.

The bastard! A multi-millionare aging heiress on a ’round the world’ odyssey was found murdered on this ship and its owner was saying that the body had disappeared.
“Sir, the sharks…they ate her. I saw it…”

Inspector Sharma wasn’t sure whom he hated the most___the man, the ‘dead’ heiress or, the sharks.

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FFfAW Challenge-Week of October 10, 2017

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THE BEACH MURDERS

 

By Neel Anil Panicker

Inspector Sharma hurriedly rifled through his trouser pockets.

He was a tad late; by the time he retrieved his handkerchief, he had puked__pungent bile dripping all over his freshly ironed police uniform.

“Sir, what to do now?”.

Bloody fool, can’t he see, what else to do now.

With great effort the senior cop controlled his burgeoning rage .

“Pandey, call the Forensics. Also, have the postmortem done. And…keep your trap shut.”

He watched his deputy turn away.

Then, despite himself, he looked down one last time at the body.

Young, maybe 22-23, white skinned, plausibly a foreigner, he surmised. His eyes noticed the half torn ultra chic clothes, a blue top furiously ripped apart, half exposed oval shaped breasts, and a criss cross of knife engravings on them.

He turned around.

Despite the early hour, it was as if the entire village had congregated.

A couple of men slinging cameras headed his way.

‘The vultures,’ he muttered, ‘already out for flesh even before the meat has turned cold’.

(c)neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #flashfiction #FFfAW #180words

neelwrites/nailingit/ThreeLineTales/fiction/part25ofadangerouslove/13/10/2017

Welcome to Week 89 of Three Line Tales.

Three Line Tales, Week 89

NAILING IT

three line tales week 89: this is the sign you've been looking for

photo by Austin Chan via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

The lone occupant inside the white Ambassador car that was trailing the unmarked police jeep as it entered the bylanes of Mayapuri Industrial Area was no ordinary man_ seated behind the wheel, his hands drumming into the velvety cushions was none other than Afzal Guru, the most feared mafia don of Old Delhi himself.

The jeep cruised to a halt near an abandoned factory wall; within seconds a figure slipped out of the shadows, and walked towards the driver’s seat.

A mere fifty metres away, peering through the windshield, Afzal Guru watched the woman as she, first nodded and then shook hands with his bete noire Inspector Sharma, Special Crime Branch, Delhi Police. It was all the proof he ever needed against Liza, his own daughter.

#Part 25 of A DANGEROUS LOVE#Fiction#ThreeLineTales#126words

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Sunday Photo Fiction – October 1st 2017

Hosted by Sunday Photo Fiction at https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/10/01/sunday-photo-fiction-october-1st-2017/

AN OLD FOX REMEMBERS

213 10 October 1st 2017

Taxidermy fox at Natural History Museum, London

By Neel Anil Panicker

‘You know who’.

Inspector Sharma’s eyes gleamed in recognition like an old fox.

‘Not everyday and not everyone writes in such neat cursive strokes, a style that was quickly heading the dodo

way.’

As the private car cut through the rain swept streets racing towards Mayapuri Industrial Area,  the senior

cop’s thoughts hurtled backwards into the past.

His mind’s eye opened up to an incident some two decades ago.

The year was 1994; he a new recruit; first posting, first night out.

Crossing the roundabout at Motia Mahal, he thought he heard something, someone’s voice, a girl’s, perhaps.

He looked up and saw a four-story crumbling structure, a sight not uncommon sight in centuries old Old Delhi,

the capital of the erstwhile Mughal Empire that ruled over India some 400 centuries ago.

As the wails grew shriller, he decided to check it out, and climbed up the rickety steps that led to the hallway.

Past the long wooden corridors, he found himself peeping through a half broken glass window into a dark dust

laden room.

He could make out the silhouette of a little girl, barely six, her hands secured behind thick nylon ropes, her small

fear laden eyes almost jumping out of their sunken sockets, staring out at him from a darkened corner.

It was only much later that he came to know that the girl he had

rescued was none other than Lisa, the dreaded mafia don Afzal Guru’s only daughter.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #novella #part23ofadangerouslove #249w

If you would like to read the earlier parts of this ongoing novella ‘A DANGEROUS LOVE’

kindly click on the links below:

PART ONE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/27/neelwritesffphoningaroundfictionromance100words27072017/

PART TWO:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/28/neelwrites3linetalesphoningaround-part2fiction28072017/

PART THREE:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/30/neelwritessundayphotofiction03ofdangerouslove30072017/

PART FOUR

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritespart/

PART FIVE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritessixsentencestoriesepisodesixofdangerouslovefiction/

PART SIX

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/03/neelwriteswatcherfictionthursdayphotoprompt03082017/

PART SEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/05/neelwritesgaffarmian-alifeoutsideprisonwallsthreelinetalesfiction188words/

PART EIGHT https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/08/neelwritescatsoutofthebagfffpppart8ofdangerouslovefiction08082017/

PART NINE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/09/neelwritesthediscoveryfffawpart9dangerouslovefiction09082017/comment-page-1/#comment-3979

PART TEN  https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/12/neelwritesalonelyvigilparttenofadangerouslovefiction35812082017/

PART ELEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/neelwritesthedisclosurespfpartelevenofdangerouslove15082017/

 

PART TWELVE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/16/neeelwritesthedonsnestparttwelveofdangerouslovefictionnovella16082017/

PART THIRTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/21/neelwritesbordersixsentencestoriespartthirteenofadangerouslovefiction195words21082017/

PART FOURTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/24/neelwritesthehitpartfourteenofadangerouslove24082017/

PART FIFTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/neelwriteswearinganewshadeadangerouslifepartfifteenofdangerouslovefiction25082017/

PART SIXTEEN
PART SEVENTEEN
PART EIGHTEEN
PART NINETEEN
PART 21

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/09/19/neelwritespart21ofadangerouslovesixsentencestoriesplate19072017/

PART 22:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/09/30/neelwritescryinthedarortrappart22ofadangerouslovefictionnovella133words30092017/

 

neelwrites/adear’deer’clue/thursdayphotoprompt/421words/01/10/2017/

Hosted by Sue Vincent

Thursday photo prompt – Signs – #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt – Signs – #writephoto

A DEAR ‘DEER’ CLUE

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By Neel Anil Panicker

The encrypted message on the Police website read:

A convicted criminal has escaped from a high security Canadian prison a month ago. According to Interpol, it is suspected that this man named Avtar Singh, age, around 35, has escaped to India, and may be holed up in his ancestral village in Kapurthala, Punjab.

Inspector Sharma stood in the centre of the large hall and looked piercingly at the eight people lined up in front of him.

“You,” he thundered, his baton pointing menacingly towards the only male member around.

“What’s your name?”

‘ Sardar Angrez  Singh, Saheb’.

The voice, despite the advanced age, __he looked not a day less than eighty__had not lost its timbre, and the rich baritone boomed across the four walls of the haveli-styled two story building.

Inspector Sharma twirled his moustache.

He had to be careful.

This was no ordinary family. His subordinates had apprised him about the ‘Singhs.’

Not only were they prosperous, owning several hundred acres of rich farmland, but they boasted of some very powerful political connections.

The elder son, Satinder Singh, had even contested the last municipal elections on the ruling party ticket.

Avtar was a year younger to him.

“When did you last see or hear from Avtar?”

‘A month ago. He said he was driving to Toronto and would be back in a week.’

“Back to India?”

‘No Saheb, back to Vancour where he stayed. He is a truck driver, you see’.

Inspector Sharma chewed the information, his eyes taking a 360 degree inspection of his surroundings.

Clearly, this was a wily old man, tutored to say the right things.

No point wasting his time. He had to take a different approach.

He turned around to leave.

It was then that his eyes fell on the large photograph that hung on the red brick wall opposite him.

He stepped forward and peered into it.

Three reindeer heads, their pointed antlers jutting out, almost breaching the edges of the large rectangular frame.

Not unusual, he thought.

A cold country animal from the deer species.

The man must have brought it all the way from Canada during one of his annual sojourns to India.

He was about to turn around when his eyes fell on the plaster.

He touched the cement around them. They were slightly sticky.

It meant the photo was recently mounted, plausibly less than 48 hours ago.

His eyes lit up behind his dark glasses.

It could only mean his quarry was here, or somewhere nearby.

Now, it was all a matter of finding out where.

#neelanilpanicker2017 #TheWritePhoto #fiction #flashfiction #Thursdayphotoprompt #421words

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Three Line Tales, Week 87

Hosted bySONYA at https://only100words.xyz/2017/09/28/three-line-tales-week-87/

CRY IN THE DARK, OR A TRAP?

tltweek87

photo by Bryan Minear via Unsplash

By Neel Anil Panicker

‘Tiger out on the prowl. Want to cage it. Interested? Meet tomorrow night, Fifth Lane, Third Avenue, Mayapuri Industrial Area. 11 sharp. Bye. You know who.’

For the third time in the evening Inspector Sharma peered at the piece of near crumpled paper that lay on his desk, and then closed his eyes, his hands slowly rubbing the nape of his neck in concentric circles. The phone beside him rang but oblivious to it, his senses were hurtling down memory lane, past old bylanes, near decrepit buildings, and an incident that happened one wintry evening several years ago.

Slowly, as it travelled down memory lane, the mind’s eyes clicked open and a confetti of half faded fleeting images began to form themselves into one clear scene, a happening, or more appropriately, a mishap.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #novella #part22ofadangerouslove #133words

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DEAR READERS/COLLEAGUES/FELLOW WRITERS/FRIENDS

If you would like to read the earlier parts of this ongoing novella ‘A DANGEROUS LOVE’

kindly click on the links below:

PART ONE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/27/neelwritesffphoningaroundfictionromance100words27072017/

PART TWO:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/28/neelwrites3linetalesphoningaround-part2fiction28072017/

PART THREE:

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/07/30/neelwritessundayphotofiction03ofdangerouslove30072017/

PART FOUR

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritespart/

PART FIVE

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/neelwritessixsentencestoriesepisodesixofdangerouslovefiction/

PART SIX

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/03/neelwriteswatcherfictionthursdayphotoprompt03082017/

PART SEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/05/neelwritesgaffarmian-alifeoutsideprisonwallsthreelinetalesfiction188words/

PART EIGHT https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/08/neelwritescatsoutofthebagfffpppart8ofdangerouslovefiction08082017/

PART NINE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/09/neelwritesthediscoveryfffawpart9dangerouslovefiction09082017/comment-page-1/#comment-3979

PART TEN  https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/12/neelwritesalonelyvigilparttenofadangerouslovefiction35812082017/

PART ELEVEN https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/neelwritesthedisclosurespfpartelevenofdangerouslove15082017/

 

PART TWELVE https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/16/neeelwritesthedonsnestparttwelveofdangerouslovefictionnovella16082017/

PART THIRTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/21/neelwritesbordersixsentencestoriespartthirteenofadangerouslovefiction195words21082017/

PART FOURTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/24/neelwritesthehitpartfourteenofadangerouslove24082017/

PART FIFTEEN

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/neelwriteswearinganewshadeadangerouslifepartfifteenofdangerouslovefiction25082017/

PART SIXTEEN
PART SEVENTEEN
PART EIGHTEEN
PART NINETEEN
PART 21

https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/09/19/neelwritespart21ofadangerouslovesixsentencestoriesplate19072017/

neelwrites/thewaitinggame/FFfAW/fiction/flashfiction/175words/26/09/2017

FFfAW Challenge-Week of September 26, 2017

Hosted by the highly resourceful PJ at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/09/25/fffaw-challenge-week-of-september-26-2017/

THE QUARRY

This week’s photo prompt is provided by shivamt25. Thank you shivamt25 for our prompt!

 

By Neel Anil Panicker

Seated at his corner table, Inspector Sharma turned left and caught himself staring at his reflection.

A man in a grey suit winked at him from behind oval shaped spectacles.

‘Forget the Commissioner, even my wife would not be able to recognise me’.

Sipping into his whipped cream flavoured cappuccino, another first, the cop glanced at the evening hour patrons at The Coffee Shop.

Men and women clad in ultra chic designer wears, sporting flawless skins and coiffured hairs sat around in comfy leather backed chairs clinking glasses and conversing in alien tongues as uniformed waiters wafted around attending to their missives.

“May I if this table is empty?”

Inspector Sharma studied the man who had eased himself into the chair opposite him.

The accent, unmistakably American; he looked thirtyish; the Hugo Boss suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban Glasses, and Tag Heuer gold watch proclaiming his wealth.

Looking into his eyes, Sharma spotted the tell tale white specks floating in them.

His heart warmed.

There’re still certain things money can’t buy.

The ‘50 crore thief’ had arrived.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction #FFfAW