His name's Vikram Sethi. 6ft tall... He's in a black car.

You guys overtake him from front.

Barricade all the roads.

Mister, are you alright?

Someone help him.

What happened?

What happened?

Someone call the ambulance.

Are you alright, mister?

-Are you okay? -Careful...Careful...

Someone get water.

-Sir, Vikram Sethi. -Where?

-There... -Let's go...

Stop...stop you...

Stop...I said stop... Stop!

Stop!

Sorry.

Stop!

Stop...I said stop... Stop!

What are you doing?

Stop!

Stop!

Stop...how much more are you going to make me run?

Stop!

You'll regret this when I get my hands on you.

Stop.

Stop!

Wait...

Did you find him? No, we didn't find him.

Gawde, you go there. And, I'll look here.

Call me if there's any message on the wireless.

Okay, sir.

What the...

Control room beat number 4.

Hello, sir.

What is the situation at Worli Checkpost.

Everything alright, sir.

Shinde, report to Haji Ali Road.

There's a traffic jam.

Tambe, come in.

Tambe, come in.

Vikram Sethi was last seen near Palm's Court Society.

Over! Tambe!

Tambe!

Tambe!

Tambe!

Tambe!

Open the door!

What's wrong with you?

-Were you sleeping? -No, sir.

Mumbai's monsoon is so unpredictable...

It starts pouring without a warning.

Let's go... Cuffe Parade.

Vikram Sethi and the rain, Both are getting on my nerves.

while you're sleeping

Sir, I don't see anyone.

Look... Hey...

-Sir. -Come here.

-Sir. -Where were you?

The bathroom, sir.

And have gone six times since morning.

I had milk over fish and rice.

-And since then... -Enough! We don't want details.

We're not making a sketch.

Did someone in a gray coat come in Here?

-Around 6ft tall. -Impossible, sir.

Why? You can see everything from the bathroom

whose coming or going?

Toofan's is there, sir.

-He's Toofan? -He's a very dangerous dog, sir.

Last time he bit two people right in their Main Point (crotch).

How does a dog know where a man's Main Point (crotch) is?

You can check yourself, sir.

-Tambe, go check. -Sir.

-Hey, dog... -Sir, it's Toofan.

Toofan...

-Stay sharp. -Yes, sir.

What if that dog had bitten my Main Point (crotch)?

It's not funny.

-Main point... -And I am yet to become a father.

I need a son to carry my lineage forward.

-Tambe... -You have two.

-Tambe.. -The elder one's called...

Don't Move!

Tambe. Gawde.

This is RJ Anmol with you. at the moment

But the one who's been with you since morning is the rains

This monsoon

My advise is stay at home. on't step out in this weather.

Yeah.

I'll be there.

I said I'll be there.

Babe.

Babe.

Babe.

Babe... Where's my white shirt?

Oh...there it is.

Thank you, baby.

Light.

Oh god! This is really shocking.

The entire city of Mumbai is talking about this

Famous novelist Vikram sethi was taken into police custody

Come on.

There are no CCTV cameras here only.

They are all over the city, but do they even work?

Your right, sir.

-Sir! Good morning, sir. -Morning.

I am Sub-Inspector Gautam Kohli...

I am in-charge here. Everything's under control.

You making tea at a crime-scene?

Are you out of your mind?

Actually, sir...

It's been a long night, sir.

They all were feeling sleepy.

So I only suggested let's have a cup of tea

it will refresh us all. That's why, sir.

It's a good thing the crime scene is in a house

and not a dance-bar.

Otherwise you'll would be throwing money.

No, sir... It's nothing like that.

-Did you put ginger? -I did...

But there isn't any Cardamom

Hey, mister, who killed you?

He isn't saying anything

why don't you tell me.

Sir, it's a very high-profile case.

This is Vikram Sethi, he's a celebrated novelist in England.

And, he's in India for the launch of his new book.

He's facing double-murder charges.

First, his wife Katherine Sethi.

And the second, this lawyer Shekhar Sinha.

-Cause of death? -Head injury, sir.

He hit his head on the table which lead to his death.

Have a look, sir.

Blood is found on the table.

I've sent it to forensics.

So it's quite obvious, sir, this is the cause of death.

Have you seen the wound on his head?

It's not caused by the table.

He's been Hit by something heavy.

You call yourself Policemen... You're not even fit to be security guards.

-Send it to the lab. -Yes, sir.

-Send it. -Yeah...

-Shravan. -Yes sir.

-Send this to the lab for investigation. -Okay, sir.

Its empty, sir.

And the one outside?

Tambe, I told you to check the one outside.

No, sir.

-Yes...sir. -Then why didn't you?

-Sorry, sir. -Go check it now.

What are these burnt things?

Sir.

Sir.

Okay.

Okay bye.

-Jai Hind, sir. Good morning. -Sir.

Good morning. Good morning.

What's the progress on Vikram Sethi's case?

We're still at initial stages, sir.

You know the department's speed.

We take a week just to get started.

We have to solve this case in three days.

Sir in three days it's impossible to find a missing dog

and this is double-murder.

Can't help it.

And you've got three days only because it's a long weekend.

By then either we charge him or we'll have to let him go.

We can't keep him in remand.

-Sir, are you serious? I mean... -Listen he's a UK Citizen.

Plus, he's well connected.

And, there's a lot of political pressure.

Then why don't we let him go, sir?

Acquit him.

Anyway It's become a trend... Commit a crime in India

and flee to a different country. One more won't matter.

Look, we've got to do it.

And you know you can do it.

You have three days.

Excuse me.

Jai Hind, sir.

How are we going to do it in three days?

Go ask him.

It happens...

When you're on a Run.

Vikram Sethi... You're a writer right?

Don't look like one.

I mean I always thought that writers

dressed in homespun shirts, with a bag slung over their shoulder

and slippers.

But look at you...

I am Dev.

Your case...is under me.

Why did you kill your wife at home?

Stupid.

You should've taken her to a Hill-station

and while she's busy admiring the beautiful view

you could've given her a... little push.

And as she spiraled to her death

You could have walked away a happy man.

No one would've suspected you.

What?

Oh yes...

Your wife's dead and you're in a state of shock!

Where is Katherine?

Come let's eat and talk.

But skip the "I am innocent, I haven't done anything" part.

Okay.

Last night was my book's launch party at the Hyatt.

I was there since 7:30 pm.

Kat...

Katherine was resting at home.

The entire trip took its toll on her...

She was tired.

The company, which published your book

-wasn't Katherine their CEO? -Yeah.

So she flew all the way from London to India for the book launch.

but didn't attend the launch party.

How tired was she?

Katherine has a minor heart problem since she was a child.

I mean 'she did'

She had exerted herself in the last couple of days, so...

I only told her to take it easy.

That's why I also returned early.

Katherine.

Katherine.

Kat...

Don't want to ruin your breakfast.

Okay... then, you called the Police.

The Police wanted to take you to the Station for questioning

and that's when you ran.

Why did you run?

Do you know how they behaved ...

I got scared.

Hey... Hey...come with us.

-Me? -Well, we can't take her now. Can we.

So you'll have to come with us instead.

I'm the one who called you.

Yes but... That doesn't mean you didn't kill her.

Are you suspecting me?

Until the case is solved... We suspect everyone.

-Come on... -Let's go.

-I want to talk to my lawyer. -First Talk to us, mister. Let's go.

Sir, guilty until proven innocent.

-Let's go... -Hurry up.

You see, sir...

In 95% of the cases, it's always the husband who kills the wife.

Sometimes it's because he's had an argument

with the neighbor but takes it out on the wife

or it could be because he didn't get enough dowry...

In fact, sometimes it's because he didn't like her cooking.

Nobody says a word in the beginning.

But once we reach the station they start singing like a bird...

-And that's where we're going now, right? -Yes. Come on.

-Can I use the washroom? -Huh?

Toilet?

Yes, of course.

Everyone's sh** scared to see the Police.

Tambe...

Instead of looking for the real criminal they were framing in on me.

What else could I do?

-Send the body for post-mortem. -Okay sir.

-What's taking him so long? -I guess he's taking a big one.

Go...

Let's go, mister... we've to go home.

We won't do anything... Come on

Kadam sir...

Kadam sir, he's escaped.

Running was a big mistake,

You see the Police are like dogs.

If you had just stayed still

we would've sniffed and left you alone.

Anyway...

Let's say that you ran away because you were scared.

But why did you kill Shekhar?

I didn't kill Shekhar.

I didn't even know him.

I was driving very fast.

I was injured.

...and in a lot of pain.

Excuse me...

Can you please help me? I was in an accident.

-I really need your help. -I am sorry.

-Please go elsewhere. -No-no, one-second ma'am.

My name is...Vikram Sethi. I am a writer.

-I lost my phone in the accident. -Just leave, please.

Just one second. Excuse me. I need to...

I need to call a doctor, actually.

Please, can I make one phone call?

Please.

Just one call, okay.

Thank you.

Wait right here, I'll go get the phone.

Recent news about Divya Singh...

students gave their exam...

Our reporter Lalitha is present at the scene.

Lalitha, have the results been declared.

Yes Meenakshi the results have been declared.

And it's also been uploaded on the website.

And this year there's a concept of marksheet as well...

Call whoever you want, and hurry up.

My husband will be back home any minute.

Thank you.

India tv aapki awaaz

In breaking news, the wife of Vikram Sethi,

writer of the famous novel 'Shadow Beneath the Tree',

has been murdered.

And Vikram Sethi is suspected to have killed her.

Right now the Mumbai Police are looking for Vikram Sethi.

Checkposts have been put up all over the city.

-You know what, just leave. -No-no, just listen...

-Listen... -I don't want to hear anything.

Get out of my house. I don't care, just leave.

I was the one who called the police.

-Give me my phone. -Listen to me...

-I said give me my phone. -The police are trying to frame me.

-Listen...listen... Listen to me... -Get out.

-Please believe me, I didn't murder anyone. -I said get out.

Please, just listen to me for a second...

Please don't open the door.

Go and stand there quietly.

Do you want my help or no?

Go and stand there.

-Yeah... -I tried the key, but the door didn't open.

Why did you lock the door from inside?

-Come back tomorrow. -No-no...it'll only take 5 minutes.

-No...I said let it be. -But, the dishes will stink later.

No, I said come back tomorrow.

-Who's inside? -There's no one.

-Where is sir? -Sir is not at home.

-Please leave. -Why are you behaving like this?

What happened?

You were standing behind the partition

and, she was near the door. Right?

Then why didn't she run?

Frankly, at that point it didn't strike me as to

why she didn't run.

Then I thought that maybe she really wants to help me.

But, ever since I entered that house

I had this strange feeling... something wasn't right

-Like... -Like the coffee table was broken.

Shards of glass scattered everywhere.

Maya had a bruise on her neck.

And she had locked the bedroom door from outside.

She...was definitely hiding something.

Maybe she murdered her husband

-and hid the body in the bedroom. -Exactly.

-That's what I'm saying... -And coincidentally...

After killing your wife, you ran in to a house

where a wife had murdered her husband.

Unbelievable.

-Sir, last night when I... -Sir...

Just a minute.

You're a writer, aren't you?

You write well.

Please hear me out, sir.

Excuse me.

Sir, Maya's here.

Have you read any of his books?

Sir, he's just Chetan's 'Bhagat' (fan).

And, doesn't like anyone else.

Who arrested Vikram from Katherine's home?

Inspector Kadam.

-Is he here? -Yes, sir.

One second.

Take this one.

-Kadam. -Sir.

Sir...

-Kadam. -Sir.

-Did you arrest Sethi? -Yes, sir.

Both the times. Before he ran, and also afterward.

Why did he run?

Sir, Tambe scared him out of his wits.

He told him in 95% of cases it's normally the husband

who is the killer.

We'll make you sing like a bird in lockup.

He was scared s***

Sir, one last thing.

There's another case registered against him.

-Who? -Sir, Vikram.

A girl who committed suicide in Aram Nagar...

She was the same girl on whom Vikram's novel was based.

Her father registered a case against him.

-Thank you, Kadam. -Okay, sir.

Sir...

Sir, I asked Maya to sit in my office...

-and made sure... -Is there another case registered

against Vikram?

Yes, sir, actually...

A girl had committed suicide

and her father registered a case against Vikram.

And, when were you going to tell me?

Actually, sir, it slipped my mind.

-There's so much work load, and... -If this happens again

-you'll be off this case. -Sorry, sir.

She didn't open the door, how could I see anything.

-Fine.. Stop jabbering and leave. -You're just wasting my time

and she hasn't paid my dues either.

-Call that girl's father. -Yes, sir.

Maya.

-Hi, I am Dev. -Hi.

Please, take a seat.

I am really so sorry

that I had to call you in a situation like this.

Would you like something? Some tea or refreshments?

Can I just see Shekhar?

No, I am afraid that's impossible...

Not before the post mortem.

Did you charge Vikram?

Ma'am, this isn't like baking a cake

where you mix all the ingredients and voila.

It's a murder case

and, frankly, I don't even know the entire story.

I'll tell you whatever you need to know.

But...he should be punished for his crimes.

Why do you think Vikram killed Shekhar?

Because frankly speaking

I don't see a motive here.

Someone who can kill his wife

won't hesitate to kill a stranger.

And, Shekhar...

And, Shekhar was only trying to save me.

But that's still not a motive.

So, are you sure Vikram and Shekhar didn't know each other?

No...they didn't know each other.

I'm Pretty sure.

So what happened last night?

Shekhar often returned late from work.

I was alone at home.

Don't scream.

-Who else is at home? -Who are you?

Who else is at home?

My husband...he's in the bedroom.

-Where's your husband? -Get out!

Go away!

Come on.

I tried the key, but the door didn't open.

Why did you lock the door from inside?

-Come back tomorrow. -No-no...it'll only take 5 minutes.

No...I said let it be. You can wash the dishes tomorrow.

Why you behaving like this. Open the door.

Who's inside?

There's no one. Sir is not at home.

-Please leave. -God knows what you're doing inside.

India tv aapki awaaz

Stay here.

The wife of Vikram Sethi, writer of the famous novel 'Shadow Beneath the Tree',

has been murdered.

And Vikram Sethi is suspected to be the murderer.

You killed your wife.

Right now Mumbai Police is looking for Vikram Sethi

and checkposts have been setup all over the city.

If anyone sees this man

then call the police at 982001234 or message them.

Hey stop...

-Can I get a glass of water? -Yeah, sure.

-Listen... -Yes, sir.

-Get some water. -Don't try to shut me up.

-My daughter is dead. -Give me one minute.

I am tired of coming to the Police Station every day.

Why don't you guys believe me?

Why do you keep calling me

and asking me the same question over and over again?

I've told you a thousand times

that man killed my daughter.

Why can't you ask him?

What's going on?

Sir, he's the father

of the girl who committed suicide.

Hello.

Here.

Sir, I know you're upset with our Department.

But, we just want to help.

You're not helping me

rather, you're asking for my help.

As long as this was my problem alone

this case wasn't important for you.

Now, since it's become your problem

this case has suddenly become important to you.

But don't worry, I won't behave the way you did.

Ask whatever you like.

Why did your daughter commit suicide?

It wasn't a suicide...

It's a murder.

Vikram Sethi killed her.

Everything that happened to Sandhya

Vikram coaxed her into letting him write a book about it.

He said that her story can help other rape victims cope.

And, he promised that her name would remain anonymous.

The victim's named has been leaked on Social Media.

Who maligned the reputation of an innocent girl?

Police investigation hasn't

revealed any hard evidence.

According to the Indian Penal Code.

The news spread throughout the city.

...leaking the name is a crime.

Friends and family were embarrassed.

While others were feeling pity for her.

Madam...ma'am...

Everyone wanted to know only one thing.

We heard that there were 5 guys.

It was terrible.

And it's all that bloody Vikram's fault.

He sweet-talked her into it.

We never imagined he could be such a bas***

People's sympathy

...killed my daughter.

Sir...

-Cheers, sir. -Cheers.

Both Maya and Vikram's stories are believable.

We just have to find out who is telling the truth.

I feel there are three sides to this story.

Vikram's...Maya's...and the truth.

And We have to find the truth.

But how's it possible to find it in 2 days, sir?

-Ohhh...so you're handling this case? -Hmmm...

He can't be the murderer...

He's so good looking.

Then, he must have killed her with his looks.

According to you...

Everyone is a criminal.

But genuinely Sir, Maya is innocent.

According to her Vikram's innocent

and, according to you Maya's innocent.

So did Shekhar hit himself on the head with the candle-stand?

This is RJ Anmol with you

and it's still pouring in Mumbai, but...

Sir please tell us...

Sir one question please...

Stop pacing around!

Sit down.

Wait a minute... Come here.

I said come here, Do you need an invitation?

Come here...

Hold this... hold it.

I've to keep telling you the Same thing over and over again.

Now hold this.

Give that.

Wait...

I am doing it na... Why you poking around.

Come on...

Yeah...

What the...

Yeah... See?

Go sit.

Sir!

So, Mr. Writer, according to your story...

It's not a story, sir.

Ya Whatever it is...

What happened next?

After Maya's maid left

I told her about my situation.

And, she believed you?

Yes.

Let me have a look.

In the accident...

Take your jacket off.

It's okay, I'll be fine.

Take your jacket off and sit down.

Let me clean it.

Show me.

This might burn a bit.

It's okay.

Do you think I should surrender?

Surrender?

Do you really think the Police want to help you?

They're just interested in closing the case.

If they can't find the real murderer they will put it on you.

Or if your lucky maybe someone else.

My husband is a lawyer.

I know how all this works.

In fact, my husband should be back any minute.

Since you've waited this long why not stay a little longer.

Thank you.

-But the news... -Don't stress yourself.

Just try and relax.

Would you like something to drink?

-Can I have some water? -Water?

-Have a drink... -No wait, listen...

Come on, where else will you find such a good hostage.

Hello, Maya

Hello, sir.

Can I get you anything?

-No, thank you. -Sure?

Small whiskey, rum, maybe some wine?

Sorry?

Come on, you enjoy a criminal's company.

Why not the Police.

What do you mean?

Maya...Maya...Maya...

We found two glasses at your house

with Vikram and your fingerprints on it.

And, you'll were definitely not drinking apple juice.

Hold on...

I didn't have a drink with Vikram willingly.

Is there a locker at home?

Do you want money?

-If you want money, I can... -Stay there!

Is there a locker at home?

Can I drink some water?

It's right there.

Do...do you want something?

Shall I make you a drink?

Wait, just a second.

I'll make you a drink.

Do you have a bandage?

In the washroom.

I've to use the washroom.

Go ahead.

-Like this... -Then don't...

Okay, but can you please turn around.

-How much longer? -Just a minute.

Hurry up.

No, not at all!

I didn't have any reason to be aggressive

in fact she was very friendly.

If she was being so friendly

then, why didn't you also?

You look like a man who enjoys himself.

I don't know what you would've done if you were in my place?

But all I could think about then was Katherine.

Just can't believe she's gone.

Everything was fine yesterday.

I don't even know how she died.

Who killed her? Why?

And I am on the run...

I just...

I just don't know what to feel.

Sorry.

It's...

Have this... It's the best way to drown your sorrows.

You really loved her.

People say all men are the same.

Not true.

I wish Shekhar was more like you.

How did the table break?

I dropped a vase on it.

I can be clumsy sometimes.

That's Shekhar's wallet.

He must have forgotten it.

I'm telling you, sir... something was definitely not right.

Your right it does sound strange...

You were on the run after murdering your wife

and Shekhar's wife was coming on to you.

I agree...it is strange.

Did you use a condom?

No?

Its better if you didn't

cause it will prove your story right.

What is wrong with you guys?

I've been trying to tell you the table was broken

-his wallet was there... -Hey boy...

Keep the volume down

otherwise we have ways to do that for you...

Sit...

You... You guys don't get it.

I am telling you, sir, Shekhar was already there.

You saw Shekhar come home, right?

Yes, sir.

He came home at around 7:30 pm.

-And, you didn't see him leave? -No, sir.

Because my shift ends at 8 o'clock.

He didn't leave as long as I was on duty.

Sir...Shekhar's post-mortem report.

What is this? What have you done?

-You should've wiped your shoes first. -Sorry, sir.

And you?

Sir, I was sick that day... stomach problem.

When I was in the bathroom I don't know...

But, when I wasn't... he didn't either.

What?

I mean... I...

I didn't see him leave, sir.

Shekhar returned at around 12 o'clock.

If he hadn't come home

then he would've killed me.

-Shekhar! -What are you doing?

-Let Maya go. -Close the door.

What do you want?

Please...talk to me.

Leave...

Shekhar.

-Let me go. -Leave her.

By the time I returned

he had already killed Shekhar.

I shouldn't have left him.

I shouldn't have left him.

So...

Did Shekhar always come home late?

No...

Only when he was busy with work.

Then he must've been really busy that day.

Tell me something is your Security guard's mother dead or alive?

-I am sorry. -You see...

Your Security guard swore on his mother

and said that Shekhar came home at 7:30.

And you won't lie to us.

Oh yes, he did come home at 7:30, but

only for a few minutes.

Then he finally returned home at midnight.

I guess he forgot to give you a goodbye kiss in the morning.

Do you think I am stupid?

I am telling you, sir, Shekhar did come home at 7:30

and only after he left Vikram came.

And, everything that happened after that

-everything important, I... -You don't decide what's important!

Now, tell me everything that happened

after you woke-up in the morning.

Sir...

What time did you get up in the morning?

Seven... I woke up at 7 o'clock.

-Next, I had breakfast... -You didn't brush?

-Excuse me? -Brush... floss clean your teeth...

-Didn't you brush your teeth? -After we freshened up...

Why did Shekhar come home at 7:30?

I don't know... He came back for some papers.

-Not entirely sure why? -Maya, look at me.

According to the post-mortem reports

Shekhar died between 8 and 12.

What are you trying to imply? That I killed my husband.

The Security guard saw Shekhar come home at 7:30.

But no one...saw him leave after that.

Sir, I've been trying to tell you that I didn't kill Shekhar...

You...have been saying a lot of things...

-But, none of it is true. -I am not lying.

Why will I kill my husband? I didn't kill Shekhar.

I didn't kill my husband!

I loved him.

I didn't kill my husband!

-Sir, almonds? -No...

No...

Please close the door.

Sir, freshly soaked almonds helps make your memory sharper.

You won't forget anything. And remember everything.

And Who reminds you to eat these?

Please close the door.

Please close the door.

Why don't you just come and show me how to shut it?

Did you find out any other information about Vikram?

Yes, sir...

His first book was a huge success.

In fact, he even won awards for it.

But his second book was a disaster.

So, it was very important to our Writer that his third book be successful.

Sir, his...

What are you building?

Sir, his third book would've been a disaster too.

But, then he leaked Sandhya's name

the rape case victim and the media took a keen interest.

-And the book was an instant bestseller. -I see...

-Which is the house? -Yes?

-Yes? -Mrs. Kawatkar.

Yes speaking.

From Colaba Police Station...

Oh yes, come in, come in.

We've been waiting for you.

-Where's the camera? -Camera?

-Uncle, I want to be on TV too. -Wait...

You've come for the interview with no camera?

Not an interview madam, we came here for information.

Ohh...

So you were saying on the phone

that you've information about Kathereen Sethi's murder.

Yes-yes...

You see, it was our tenth-anniversary

and, he took me to JW Marriot to celebrate .

We booked it on MMT.

It was so romantic.

He's like that, you know... Completely different.

-Then, madam? -Then what?

I wore that deep-neck blouse for him

and you should have seen his face turn pink.

Immediately he took out his new 12 megapixel camera phone,

To take my picture.

He was trying to capture my video...

Instead

he captured the fight.

-What's wrong? -Come here.

Look.

Zoom in!

Morning.

How are you doing, buddy?

Ok... This is a little embarrassing.

But I need a small favor from you.

Can I get your autograph?

I am serious, I'm not joking.

My wife's a huge fan.

Thank you.

We had a little argument in the morning.

So you see...if I get your autograph for her

at least I won't have to sleep on the sofa tonight.

You know how it is...

These Husband-wife disagreements.

I'm sure you and Katherine had your share of them.

I've heard that your books and looks

are quite popular amongst the women.

Didn't Katherine feel jealous?

No, never.

Oh, come on...

You're such a celebrated writer

always surrounded by women.

You never had the hots for anyone?

I don't know what you're trying to get at.

We were happily married.

-You can ask anyone. -We did...

-Your neighbor. -My neighbor? What did she say?

See for yourself.

Look, this is not what you think it is.

All I can think of

is that Katherine and you had an argument.

And two days later Katherine ended up up dead.

I admit Katherine and I had an argument

but, you don't know the reason behind it.

I promised her, Katherine...and her father.

But you still leaked her name.

Katherine published this book at her own risk.

She killed herself... because of you.

It was very important for this book to succeed.

I can't change that.

No one can.

She was doing all this for us.

But Sandhya's name shouldn't have leaked out.

I was really upset.

I do...I'll fix this.

Trust me.

Okay.

Here.

And I didn't want the book to launch after what happened.

But Katherine didn't want to cancel the book launch.

The book launch is two days from now.

You cannot cancel it.

I am sorry...I can't do this.

It's not right. And I know you know that too.

Let me remind you that you're under contract.

And if you go against it

I'll file a case so big, that you will never write again.

Katherine was a wonderful person, sir.

I owe her everything.

That's why please don't drag her name into this.

She was under tremendous pressure that why she wouldn't understand.

-Vilas, where's Dev sir? -Don't know, sir.

Hey...

-Where's Dev sir? -Don't know.

Go back to sleep.

-Sir. -What? I'm busy.

Sorry, sir.

But Katherine Sethi's post mortem report has arrived.

She died of a heart attack.

And, in Shekhar's report

the cause of death is 'Blunt Force Trauma'.

I already told you that.

Sir, we found fingerprints on the candle stand.

It's a common household object. You'll find many fingerprints on it.

Is there any toilet paper out there?

Yeah.

-Ready? -Yeah.

-Ready? -Yeah.

-Ready? -Throw...!

Did you catch it?

So that means we've nothing.

No-no, sir. There is one thing.

Sir, Shekhar Sinha's height was 6 feet

and looking at this head injury, we can assume that

the assailant was at least 6 feet tall.

But, couldn't it also be that Shekhar's Assailant was short

and he attacked him when he was sitting down.

That's quite unlikely. Let me explain.

Please, sir.

One more time.

If you notice, sir

there's a huge difference between both the injuries.

In place and angle.

So you see sir, it's quite evident

that Shekhar was attacked when he was standing.

And the assailant is at least 6 feet tall.

Come, you've been summoned.

Time to go.

Where's Dev?

Dev? Who Dev?

Amdev or Kamdev?

Get up...up...

Hey...take him to the lockup.

-Come on. -I want to talk to Dev.

Yeah...get up.

According to forensics report

Shekhar Saxena was killed by someone having a height of 6 feet.

Vikram Sethi is 6'1

and, his fingerprints were on the murder weapon.

-I want to talk to Dev. -Fine...get up.

Stop with your English... I'll make you sing in Marathi.

Hold on...I want to talk to Dev.

What about Katherine Sethi's murder?

We need some more time for that.

Katherine Sethi's forensics report stated that

she died of a heart attack.

We've also talking to her doctor in London

for her past medical reports.

But as of now, we've enough to charge Vikram Sethi for murder.

-Listen to me... -Yeah-yeah, we'll listen to you.

-What's going on here? -There was someone else.

-Take him away. I said take him away. -Listen to me.

Stop. Catch him.

Come.

Excuse me sir.

Sir, will you please look this way? Thank you.

Sir!

Dev! Dev!

Stop... Catch him... Catch him...

Stop...I'll beat you up.

Wait...

Catch him.

Catch him.

Stop.

-Let me meet Dev. -Quiet.

-Let me speak with Dev. -Quiet...

Take him upstairs, lock him up.

He's lost his mind.

-Hello. -What's going on?

Nothing, sir. Nothing.

-Go upstairs. -It's all okay.

Everything's under control.

Did you find out anything about those photos?

Photos? What photos?

The ones we found at Maya's home.

Oh yes...

Its from a small time detective from Andheri.

It's all been sorted out. He's coming tomorrow.

Okay.

Hey, writer...chew on this.

Naik, when he pushed you down... Did you get hurt?

No, sir.

You know after you fell down I picked up my stick

and then, and flogged him quite well.

You know how it is ...

Yes Sir I saw.

Detective.

Where is your hat, goggles, coat?

-That's only in the movies, sir. -I see...

So how do you peek inside others bedrooms?

Sometimes from a tree, or the building next door.

But how do you know when the action's going to start?

We don't. Sometimes we have to wait all day.

I see...

So you must be seeing a live sex show everyday.

...minus the sound, huh!

-What a Great job. -What's so great about it?

We've to work very hard for a living.

Someone else is doing all the work... your just...

Now Take Shekhar for instance

he's got a one-way ticket to heaven.

So, who's going to pay you?

I've heard that the police pays for information.

That also only happens in the movies.

Sir, detective.

-Who is it, Ramesh? -It's Suresh, not Ramesh.

Come on... put the beer down.

-You guys can't just barge in here? -Let's go.

Leave that... Sir's called you.

Look, I am a lawyer, I know my rights.

-Get out. -Listen.

-Out. -Listen...

If you're right, there's nothing wrong.

-What? -Sir...

-He doesn't get it. -One minute..

-Bring him in... -We'll explain it to him in our language.

-Keep the phone down. -Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

I am coming.

Come on...

-Come on, Tambe. -Sir, one minute.

Fingerprint.

Dev, if the media finds out about these pictures

then, our department will be ridiculed.

Do whatever it takes, but solve the case in one day.

Understand!

Are you in charge?

What is the meaning of this.

Forcibly dragging someone out of their home!

Is this how you're going to interrogate me?

Firstly it's a Sunday

and you don't even have a warrant.

Ok... Let's get straight to it... What do you want?

You had come to drop Maya at the station the other day, right?

Yes, sir. She's a friend after all.

If friends don't help each other, then who will.

I am sure you have friends as well.

What kind of friendship is this?

One with benefits it seems.

I'm sure there's a story behind these photos as well.

Shekhar was over-ambitious.

He never had time for me.

Maybe that's why we started having differences.

That doesn't mean that we killed him.

Shekhar and I were very good friends.

Chirag used to spend time with me.

Talk to me... He understood me...

I don't know how this happened.

But it didn't feel wrong.

Maybe we should've never done it.

And that's why we were trying to end it.

That's the truth.

Everyone seems to be a bloody writer.

Both your stories are word for word.

Well rehearsed.

On the day of Shehkar's murder...

Did the two of you meet?

No, sir. That day I was at the office all day

and after that, I went straight home in the evening.

Really then...there's a really big conspiracy against you.

Because your blood was found at the crime scene.

Now quickly give yourself a call

because, you my friend

desperately need a lawyer.

Okay.

Yeah, that day I...

Maya, we should stop this.

What if Shekhar walks in on us?

Shekhar never comes home so soon.

I have a feeling he knows about us.

Shekhar will never know. What's wrong with you?

Maya, I am trying to talk.

Just listen... Just stop...

Okay.

Okay!

Sh**' get up.

-What were you saying, Chirag. -Huh...

Shekhar comes really late these days.

Shekhar, we were just talking about you.

You're home early today.

Chirag... what would you like to have?

Nothing, buddy... I think I should leave.

I was just telling here... I'm getting late.

Where are you going? Sit down!

What are you doing, Shekhar?

What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

What is this?

Shekhar, this...

Shekhar... let me explain... Listen to me.

Explain?

Explain?

Is there something more than this?

Try to understand, Shekhar.

-What? -There's nothing between us.

Did he come here to break up with you?

This happened long back.

-It was a mistake, try to understand... -Understand what?

-Tell me...I am listening. -Tell me...

Shekhar just calm down. Please.

-Tell me. -I will.

-Talk to me...look here. -What?

Shekhar.

Chirag! You okay?

Your bleeding.

Get up.

After that I thought best I leave.

And I did.

What happened next?

I was really concerned about both of them.

I tried calling Maya, just to check if everything's okay.

But her phone was switched off.

So I went over to Maya's house.

Maya, I've been trying to call you for so long

why aren't you answering your phone?

Chirag, I think you should leave.

-Are you okay? -Yes, I am fine. Pease leave.

-Wait...where's Shekhar? -Chirag, just...

Maya, just listen...

What could I tell Chirag?

Vikram was standing right behind the door.

I know that in your opinion I am wrong.

Yes, I know I made a mistake.

I had an affair...

I was just lonely!

And what hurts me most is that

Right before he died... I broke his heart.

I did love him.

Katherine was a wonderful person, sir.

I owe her everything.

Someone who can kill his wife

won't hesitate to kill a stranger.

I didn't kill Shekhar.

I didn't kill Shekhar.

I didn't even know him.

She's definitely hiding something.

What's wrong?

I can't fight it anymore.

Not you...

Nor your questions

or the fact, that...

Katherine is no more.

You know, I always thought that

you really wanted to know my side of the story.

But no you just want to frame me.

Because you have no interest in knowing the truth.

Tell me your side of the story.

I am listening.

That's Shekhar's wallet... He must have forgotten it.

-Where are you going? -Maya, I think I should leave.

Shekhar will be here any minute.

Listen...

See...Shekhar's here.

Sir that wasn't Shekhar

but, Maya introduced him to me as Shekhar.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I told Gautam sir, but

no one was listening to me.

How did he look?

He was about my height, fair, average looking

and, he was wearing glasses.

Was this him?

Yes, sir.

Shekhar.

Play along.

Come in.

Shekhar, this is Vikram. Actually, he needed your help.

-Oh, hi. Shekhar. -Hi.

Like I said before Shekhar is a lawyer.

Now will you relax... Let me explain everything to him.

Please, come.

Vikram.

Hurry up.

Maya, the police are downstairs. Go get them.

Stay there!

Tambe...Gawde...

Sir, Sometimes I think I should've just taken up a desk job at a bank.

After 5 pm, even if there's an earthquake or a storm nobody cares.

And every holiday is a bank holiday.

And look at us.

On a Sunday also we have to work.

What's taking you so long?

Look, there can be two possibilities.

Who'll let me join a bank now?

In the case!

Have you lost your mind?

If Chirag killed Shekhar...

Shekhar...

Chirag! Get up.

Shekhar, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?

Shekhar, leave him please.

And if Vikram killed Shekhar...

Let me go.

Sir, we know for sure that Shekhar came home at 7:30 that night.

Yes, sir. I saw him... He returned at around 7:30.

He did come home at around 7:30

only for a few minutes.

I didn't see Sir leave.

But no one knows whether he left after that or not.

It's quite simple, Gautam.

If Shekhar didn't leave

then Maya and Chirag killed him.

And if he did leave

then Vikram killed him.

But, how will we know that?

What is this? What have you done?

You should've wiped your shoe first.

Sorry, sir.

-Ma'am, case 1147. -One minute, sir.

Shekhar Sinha murder case.

-Did anyone tamper with the evidence? -No, sir.

What's wrong, sir?

The night of the murder... What time did it start raining?

-Raining... -Around 11 pm, sir.

I had gone to see a movie

and, as I got out of the movie it started raining.

But, what has the rain got to do with the murder?

If Maya's telling the truth

and that night Shekhar arrived after 12 o'clock

then, there should've been mud on his shoes.

Exactly.

It was love.

Because of Laila Majnu's plan, our Romeo was going to get framed

Maya and Chirag killed Shekhar before Vikram got there.

I didn't kill Shekhar.

It was a crime of passion.

Coincidently, the house Vikram chose to save himself

Excuse me.

was going to get him entrapped.

Please, can I make one phone call?

And Vikram Sethi is suspected to have killed her.

As soon as Maya found out that...

Have a drink...

I wish Shekhar was more like you.

the police are looking for Vikram in connection for Katherine's murder...

Player on.

she cunningly pinned Shekhar's murder on him as well.

Maya, the police are downstairs. Go get them.

It was a good plan.

But it failed.

Too bad.

It was Chirag and Maya.

And Katherine...

She died of a heart-attack.

Your paperwork's being processed

this will all be over soon.

No, Dev.

I killed her.

I shouldn't have left her alone that night.

I should I have been that with her.

Shouldn't have left her alone.

You know my younger brother Aman

he loved riding bikes.

I would teach him how to ride a bike

without telling our father.

Then one day...

I let him take the bike out alone.

He met with an accident and I lost him.

For years I kept blaming myself.

I wish I had listened to my father!

I wish...I had never taught him.

But, do you know what, Vikram?

Blaming yourself only adds to the pain.

it doesn't lessen it.

If you really want to remember something

then, remember the times you spent together

and not when you lost her.

You know.

And these are your belongings.

What about Katherine's...

That will take a couple of days.

No-no...don't worry. It'll be done today.

Thanks, Dev.

Thank you.

Dev...

Come, Dev. Dinner's served.

Just a minute.

Looks like someone else has also become Vikram's fan.

Babes, honestly.

I just don't understand how you guys read this stuff.

I've been stuck on one page for the last 30 minutes.

You are just too slow.

You took three days to release my Vikram.

'My'.

Come for dinner.

Remember when we went to see 'Gupt' film.

And right after we bought the ticket

you told me who the killer was.

Remember?

It's a good thing I am not like that.

I am not going to tell you that

the hero of this book dies of a drug overdose.

Sorry.

-Arpit. -Yes sir.

In Katherine Sethi's post mortem

did we check for an overdose?

No, sir. There was no reason for it.

-She died of a heart attack. -I know.

-I know, but did we check? -Sir, I am sure.

Natural causes.

She was...

She was taking some kind of medication, right?

For a genetic heart disorder.

She had been taking this pill since she was a child.

One pill a day.

So it is possible that

that Katherine died from an overdose of this pill?

Not possible in Katherine's case, sir.

I checked. Look here.

The date of purchase is mentioned on the bill.

I counted the number of pills.

And Katherine took only one pill a day.

As prescribed.

What's wrong, sir?

Maybe I am just over-analyzing.

I was reading Vikram Sethi's book...

Doesn't matter...

-Oops, I am sorry. -It's okay, sir.

I'll do it.

Sir, this pill contains almost 3 times the normal dose.

Katherine had a minor heart problem since she was a child.

In the last few days, she had too much exertion.

I told her to rest.

Katherine was a wonderful person, sir.

I owe her everything.

Gautam, listen to me carefully.

Vikram is on a Jet Airways flight tonight to London.

Do whatever you have to do but stop that flight, Gautam!

You hear me. Stop the fu*** flight.

What happened Gautam... Are they stopping the flight?

Why?

Is someone trying to run?

I know you killed her, Vikram.

But I already told you that. Remember...

"No Dev, I killed her."

I was really emotional, and so were you.

And, in that emotional moment

you told me about your brother Aman.

I felt a real connection.

You know what

even I want to tell you how my wife died.

You killed her because

she was going to cancel your book release.

It wasn't just that, Dev... she was threatening me also.

It's only two days away, you can't cancel the book launch.

I can't...but you can.

All I did was leak a name...

Either that or I'll tell everyone that you leaked her name.

She was going to get me arrested.

-You know they will put me to jail for that? -Yes.

It's about time you paid for your sins.

Now if your wife had threatened you like that...

What would you have done...

Yeah...exactly... That's what I did.

I was forced to kill her.

Do you know how much it hurt me?

I was almost in tears

but then Katherine's got a message on her phone.

I realized that Shekhar and Katherine

were planning this for a long time.

My sweetheart wife and that over-enthusiastic lawyer

were going to file a case against me.

They had to be stopped.

Hello. Did you enjoy your stay?

Yes...

In fact, for a moment I thought I will never be able to leave.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

So, where was I?

Next, I arrived at Shekhar's house.

I'm sure Maya must have told you the rest.

Someone who can kill his wife

won't hesitate to kill a stranger.

Shekhar returned at around 12 o'clock.

-Poor girl was telling the truth. -'I didn't kill Shekhar.'

I didn't find Shekhar, but

when I was looking for the papers,

I found something else.

And you knew Maya would try to hide her affair.

You're really not that stupid... just a little slow.

I think it's the age.

Mumbai Police.

What's the status of your London flight?

-The flight is about to leave the gate. -Which gate?

Gate 51.

Call them, stop the flight.

After that I...killed Shekhar.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

And then I made up a story.

But, ever since I entered that house

I had this weird feeling... something wasn't right

I didn't have any reason to be aggressive

in fact she was very friendly.

There was someone else there that night.

Yes, sir...

My greatest ever, I think.

But every story needs a twist.

The night of the murder... What time did it start raining?

Around 11 pm, sir.

'There should've been mud on Shekhar's shoes.'

I am closer than you think, Vikram.

Seat no. 1A.

Come and get me.

But the UK Government won't let you touch me without solid evidence.

And, all thanks to you I got rid of the biggest piece of evidence.

You know what, Dev?

But don't blame yourself.

Blaming yourself only adds to the pain.

It doesn't lessen it.

And if you really want to remember something

then remember of all the times we spent together.

And not the times we are apart.

Bye, Dev. It was lovely meeting you.

...this is your captain speaking.

The ground staff has just informed us about a slight hold up.

I think it shouldn't be long before we get on our way...

Stop the flight!

Stop the flight!

Sir, the gate is closed.

The flight is on the run way and taxing for take off

Some use the truth to their advantage

while some lie.

But I used coincidence.