THE INTERLUDE

After solving quite a few cases Vaibhu had got some differences with some senior officers. Few days later we had a letter with two tickets to Chandigarh the place where crimes had steadily been increasing. The envelope was hand written. A faint smile on Vaibhu's face came alive, and he whispered "Rajat". I was still confused. He had identified his handwriting even after seven and a half years of college got over. Our two very old friends Rajat(RJ) and Vijay(VJ)  wanted us to investigate and have an year off from all the work they and we did, and live a life of freeness. Viabhu resigned from the job and left it with immediate effect. He became a private detective. RJ was the richest businessman of India and also as you all  can probably guess he was our financer too. VJ was in the the unofficial secret service of India and had a huge control over the ministry, whichever party the government belonged to. He was practically the government. We had got two new add ons one a tycoon and the other more powerful than a lion in the jungle. RJ bought a new bungalow for us and as we all were bachelors we used to party all night. And in the day we used to investigate crimes.  AND my job,  
DUDES I'M STILL BLOGGING.............................................