Muddled thoughts - arshi ff(new)..chapter 1

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Posted: 13 years ago

Ok so i have been a silent reader for the longest time and i have to say great talent on this forum! i have been encouraged to write my own ff on our very own arnav-khushi. however my interest in castle shall inspire it slightly... howeer the story shall be completely different. just to give u an idea .. i ve posted the prologue.. let me know if you think its good enough and should e continued... :) :) eagerly waiting comments!!

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MUDDLED THOUGHTS-

Plans always had a way of not working out. They would get muddled by another plan in the making , simplest of distractions or sometimes if luck was really not in the mood for it, then big time disasters. A simple NO had ruined her life effectively.

"NO you are not going to work anymore and YES you do have to get hitched within this family."

End of discussion. End of her life. End of her career.

Khushi Kumari Gupta , a charming girl of 26 did not have an option. It seemed as if the man with the overgrown head would really be her husband. After all how much could one actually rebel? Clearly her not eating , locking herself up in the room and even behaving pathetically to the extent of insulting that man in the confines of her own room when they were sent to talk"to get to know each other" had not worked. What more could she do? Ironic that living in New York she was facing problems she thought only Indian girls faced. Arranged Marriage! "DAMMIT!"

She wanted to work more. Being called in the middle of the night to cover a story would get her adrenaline rushing. New stories , new people, new places and new hopes. And she would be a part of it all. She was a homicide detective. Hell, that's why she did not have time to get married. Everything happening in the country today was no less than a war according to her. There was a need to investigate everything and she wanted to be a part of it. ALL THE TIME.

Apparently the job was too difficult for a woman. What about her family life?! And now that she had already spent a good number of years doing what her what her parents called" IT WILL KILL YOU ONE DAY CASES" it was going to be enough. Yea right! She was going to do something about this situation. And she was going to have to do it soon!

"Where's Macmillan?" she echoed the question to her partners on the current case,Havier Espesitto and Colin nickenson .

Her favorite people in the world. Growing up in New York with these 2 had made it so much simpler to live life.

As far as she could recall, the 3 had always been inseparable. They knew each other since 7^th grade. Something had made them click and somehow while deciding their life paths all of them had ended up choosing this field without even knowing the others opinions. Khushi personally gave the credit to all the mystery movies the 3 saw together and spent hours analyzing it later.

"K! whats wrong with you? Macmillan got out yesterday. Hes on vacation remember?"

Espesitto always knew things about khushi before she spelled them out. He could make out her mood swings like his own. And he knew something was up today.

"Did they say anything to you about your .. you know..?"

Trust Havi to know, she thought! She pulled on her hair and dropped her face into her palms.

"yes they did. Like always. But right now, please lets work this case out!.. soo what have we got so far?"

"okay well, homicide on street 52^nd upper east end' Id'd the victim as a certain Paul Chard ' money intact in his wallet and car completely trashed. " Collin chipped in.. knowing nothing could get her to talk about her trouble as of now anyway. She was a girl who wanted love and was dealing with the fact that she might need to spend her life with a stranger and not work. Too much. She needed to come to terms with it first.

"okay we got the time of death?" khushi asked recalling the face of her vic .. and shuddering at the thought. It was one brutal murder.

"penny worked it out as between 10pm and 12pm last night"

"cause of death?"

"lack of oxygen.. basically strangled to death." Havi reported giving her the report penny had sent from the lab.

"hmm any relatives we know of?"

"ya a cousin ' Indian actually' arnav singh raizada"

"ok! Well what are you waiting foRR?? Call him in?"

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Edited by craftcorner - 13 years ago

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guys i need a few comments to know if i should continue 😲.. if not comment i atleast a couple of likes lol: )😊

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ok! so i just added on the part as to how the 2 wld meet.. hope it spells out the story better!:) let me know what u think 😛

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Here you go guys... CHAPTER 1... I KNOW NO COMMENTS yet but i really want to write this an d so i have.. its okay have been a silent read for too long lol!

CHAPTER 1- HIDING PAIN

Khushi was standing in one of the most elite houses of new york! This cousin of her vic's was someone with a lot of money and obviously a lot of taste for good things in life. Maria his maid had opened the door for khushi and havi who had come to talk to Arnav while colin did some paperwork back at the precinct.

It was a long 15 mins and she could not figure out why someone would keep the police waiting! WTH! He was apparently in the bathroom and they would have to wait.

"What the!! "Arnav could not imagine any reason the NYPD would have to interrogate him and that too at this ungodly hour ! It was just 11 am in the morning on a Sunday!!

He heard the knock and cursed. Maria was given special instuctions to not bother him unless it was an emergency and he had been annoyed to the core when she had come calling him , and he was in bed with a girl he had picked up at a bar last night. They were just going to head into the bathroom.

He picked up the bathrobe and opened his bedroom door finally giving into maria's constant knocking.

"Sir , it's the NYPD for you?"

He noticed how she was giving him the suspicious look. Well too bad. Arnav Singh Raizada was not going to stop himself from his dose of fun even if it was the god damn NYPD!

"good morning to you"

she whipped back her head at the sound of an extremely masculine voice behind her.

"Mr. Raizada?" she questioned eyeing him from head to toe. He was very good looking, she had to admit. But there was an aloofness about him which told her to stay away. His eyes had the look of someone who thought he held a chance with her as she saw him assessing her just as she had.

"That is me. So how can I help you?"

"well, we are afraid we might have some bad news for you…"

"what is it?"

she watched his eyes going from cold to frozen as if preparing himself for whatever would come. And gearing himself not to care enough whatever it was.

"Your cousin Mr. Paul Chard was found murdered today morning … we are very sorry for your loss. But we would like to question you about something's?"

Havi had done her bit thankfully. He knew it always broke her to give such painful news to people. She liked building hope not breaking it.

"oh!"

He had heard it loud and clear. They wanted to question him about the murder. They wanted to know if he was involved. They wanted to see if he could be vulnerable enough to confess and if they could get done with the case already.

He had heard everything they said and everything they had not.

"sure. What do you want to ask?"

"Sir before I ask you anything , I want to know why the news of your cousin's murder does not seem to surprise you all that much?"

She had never been this dumbstruck in all her life. Here was a man who did not give a damn. She knew emotion when she saw it. And here all she could see was ..nothing. just nothing. Her skills at reading people were failing her miserably but for some reason she felt like she had just started to see.

"well I doubt that concerns you madam. However, what does is the fact that yes I saw him yesterday around 1 pm in the afternoon. We had met for lunch. And that was the last I spoke to him."

He had seen surprising no. of emotions flit across her face since they had met. Something was rattling her. She had been absolutely furious when he had dodged her question and now she was livid that he knew the drill.

He smirked. He was not even sure but he was enjoying it. He was honest and nothing could prove otherwise but instinctively he wanted to hold out on certain answers and see where it would lead her. Would she be able to figure it out ?

"Sir your not being surprised counts as evidence against you?"

"ok"

"and you have no problem with that?"

"no"

"Ok Mr. Raizada! I've had enough of this! You tell me the answers word by word or I am going to have to put you behind bars."

"well in that case I would like to call for my lawyer"

"what?"

"lawyer. Call."

"Yes I got that. Are you trying to say you do have something to hide?"

"one word Detective Gupta. Lawyer."

With that he gave her a full laugh and settled back in his seat enjoying the look of disbelief flash on her face! This was going to be fun for atleast another , he was assuming 24hrs, before he would have to spill the beans.