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APPENDIX 1

RECORDED STATEMENT BY GOVARDHAN KUMAR RAI, UMBRELLA BEARER

SUBJECT

Investigation of Murder of Ms. Vaibhavi Malhotra

LOCATION WHERE STATEMENT WAS RECORDED

CBI Headquarters

FIR REGISTERED

1030 hours

I, Govardhan Kumar Rai, son of late Santosh Kumar Rai hereby solemnly affirm and declare that I was the umbrella bearer of the late Ms. Vaibhavi Malhotra on the morning of 22^nd September 2011, which happens to be the morning she had chosen to leave for her heavenly abode. I arrived at eight-thirty AM sharp outside madams office to hold the umbrella over madams head, who seemed somewhat excited and happy. She made a joke about money, powerful bosses and sex. The joke cannot be reproduced in this statement.

I realised that I had left my mobile, which is a Nokia C203, back at home, and asked driver Rajan if I could borrow his mobile to tell my son to make sure to collect two buckets of water so we don't be short of water tomorrow. Driver Rajan refused.

By this time, I realised that madam was on the phone talking to somebody. She said two words. "I won." I have no knowledge of madam participating in any competition.

Madam sat in the car and asked Driver Rajan to stop outside Malton View Apartments, which is where Madam's boss, Mr. Ashish Bhattacharya lives. Madam stepped out of the car, her foot tapping impatiently.

Few minutes later, A big car rolled in, and madams boss, Mr. Ashish Bhattacharya stepped out. Madam walked towards him, while asking me to follow her with the crook of her index finger.

We both stepped inside the Mercedes, me in front with the Driver, and Madam and her boss in the car. Madam's boss made a joke about wh**es, money-minded women and luck being directly proportional to big breasts. The joke cannot be reproduced in this statement.

We stopped outside Golfer Gold Apartments. The time was nine-thirty. It had started raining. Madam's boss stepped out of the car, followed by me, after which madam came out. I promptly unfurled the umbrella over her head. She looked left. And then right. And then she dropped dead.

Madams sir started shouting and howling in fear. I was not accustomed to women dropping dead after bullet holes were made in there heads, and thus, I ran.

This statement has been made in presence of CBI#20909; in charge of murder investigation of Ms.Vaibhavi Malhotra

The phone showed that it was nearly twelve in the afternoon now. Khushi smiled softly to herself, unplugging the skull-candy earphones from her ears, the Fiat purring on. She dialled into her phone, and waited for him to pick up.

"Hey Shyam? Will you make me some of your yum meatballs tonight?"