A guy in a pale yellow shirt, three buttons down, tiptoed into the kitchen and stole cakes from the fridge. A girl came from behind and stumbled on his shoulders. She was about to shout, when he switched on the flashlight and signed her to stop.
“Don’t shout. It’s me!”
“OMG! What are you doing here?” she asked
“Just being drop dead gorgeous,” he winked.
He killed the cake with his secret weapon and dropped it on the table. At first she was shocked, then she decorated the crime scene with beautiful mango juice.
Darshi jumped into Anushka's cabin, who was wrapping up at the end of the day. She just wanted to rest, watch ‘You’, drink some frooti and chill.
"What is it?"
"You should see, it's horrible, the crime, it's making me cry," and she shed a few tears.
Darshi was a softie, it was kind of a routine to see her cry. They all were in the "Food Crime Branch", and seeing food being wretched was always a heartbreaking sight, especially if you were a foodie.
But seeing Moumi too cry was a shock. She was a foodie, sure, but usually food did not control her emotions.
One birthday, she asked for one birthday without drama! Was it too much to ask for?
"So, there is some juice lying on the cake, but our Food Forensic team said that wasn't used to destroy the cake. They are guessing it’s Mango frooti." Sana told the three as they entered the room.
“Mango frooti, fresh and juicy,” Deba giggled and all turned to her. Ayushi burst out laughing. The other two raised their eyebrows.
"Juice, get it?" Tia rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face.
"Sexual innuendos for another day, baby girl, can we focus on the situation at hand?" Sana asked her junior.
"Ok, please joote mat maarna, but I can't really tell the weapon," Shibani muttered under her breath.
"Isn't that your job?" Moumi rolled her eyes
"Unfortunately yes,” Shibani smiled.
Anushka studied the scene of crime, Shibani was right, whoever did this was very clever in their execution. They had to notice all the details to track them down.
The cuts were way too irregular to even understand what kind of knife it could be. The team of food forensics was working on it, when Darshi's phone rang, and another cake was destroyed in another bakery.
comment:
p_commentcount