Happily Murdered

Happily Murdered

Rasleen Syal

Language: English

Pages: 136

ISBN: 9382665188

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


‘Who killed Gulab Sarin?’
The radiant new daughter-in-law of the influential Mehta family dies mysteriously on the very next night of her wedding. The murder is an inside job, the police are certain. It could be anyone – the adulterous husband, conniving in-laws, jealous friend and the love struck ex-fiancé.

With an aim to save themselves and incriminate others, it is not long before these suspects turn into amateur detectives, hunting for clues and delving into hidden secrets only they can unearth. They coerce, pry and blackmail in an attempt to get to the bottom of this mystery.

Will one of these nine unlikely sleuths finally unravel the mystery behind Gulab’s death and avenge it? Or will the truth die as viciously as Gulab?

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offered it to her, mixed with some innocent looking item. She took it unsuspectingly. How else? You honestly think someone forcefully shoved it down her throat?” There was disdain in his glittering inky eyes. “It wasn’t a suicide,” Ned was confident, “the police did not find any trace of poison in her possession, neither in her room nor on her body. If she committed suicide why would she care to hide the poison?” he asked at large. “Maybe she had kept the poison somewhere other than in her

I’ll snap your backs,” he roared making the scared children cringe. Listening to all this commotion, finally my step mother came downstairs. Vikram repeated what had been happening and needless to say, to placate the miffed elder son of the Mehtas, Vina had to take action against the wayward children. The party ended and Amit and Rini were grounded for a week, but not before apologizing to me in front of all their friends. That was the day I swore on returning the favour Vikram had bestowed on

Gulab’s murder,” Biji’s voice was firm. KD’s eyes swiftly landed on his mother after listening to the command in her voice. Her eyes dared her son to differ. KD grasped the situation just by looking at Biji’s attire. He knew his mother’s penchant for mood dressing and her black georgette salwaar suit with small red peonies all over it presented a very aggressive colour scheme. KD could easily glean that his mother had an agenda on hand and was in no mood to give in. Tapping his fingers on the

groggily. He looked at Sid with a guarded expression. “How is my angry young man doing?” Tina asked. “Sleepy head! You have always been a late riser but you have never missed a squash session before,” Tina smiled up at him. Her expression changed as an idea hit her and she exclaimed, “Unless your dare devil stunts on that monstrous bike have again resulted in an accident! Are you hurt somewhere? Is that why you slept in?” she got up to check her son’s arms and legs for any visible bruising.

at the picture. “What is it, KD?” Biji asked. Upon seeing his father dumbfounded and his mother unable to meet anyone’s eyes, Yuvi, sitting next to him, peeked over KD’s shoulder to look at the picture. He sucked in a quick breath. “Oh!” “Pass it to me,” Biji ordered. KD handed over the picture to Yuvi who passed it around the table to finally reach Biji. It was a picture from Sid and Gulab’s wedding album and Tina was sporting red bangs in the image. “Had completely forgotten about Mom’s

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