He walked in, shut the door behind him and sat down across from Mr. Sameer.
“Mr. Sameer, where were you around 8 o clock last night?” he asked.
“At home. Asleep,” came the response.
“Is there anyone who can vouch for you?” he continued.
“No. My cat hasn’t developed the skill to speak,” Mr. Sameer smirked.
“It is not the time or place for jokes Mr. Sameer,” he said.
“Pardon me but I find all this a little foolish. I have done nothing I don’t usually do,” Mr. Sameer responded with a shrug.
“Is it usual for you to break into your neighbour’s house?” he asked.
“No,” was the reply.
“Is it normal to steal a diamond bracelet?” he continued.
“No,” Mr. Sameer repeated.
“Is it alright to break the cupboard door?” he persisted.
The answer was still no.
“Furthermore, is it unusual that all the mirrors in the house intruded on are now broken?” he questioned.
Mr. Sameer smiled as he shook his head.
“Then, we have a problem on our hands Mr. Sameer,” he said.
“But I didn’t do any of that,” Mr. Sameer protested.
The policeman got up and studied Mr. Sameer’s moves closely. He wasn’t sweating nor was he nervous. He was calm, composed and completely at ease. He was almost cocky. The cop walked around the table twice before he slammed out of the room. He needed more evidence to place him at the crime scene. Evidence he did not have. He ordered for Mr. Sameer to be watched and went to speak to the witness.
The witness looked nervous and eager to leave the police station. “Thank you for waiting Mr. Rakesh. We need you to answer a few questions.”
Mr. Rakesh nodded meekly.
“Do you know Mr. Sameer?” he asked.
“He lives in the building opposite mine and we have bumped into each other at the local grocery store,” Mr. Rakesh replied.
“Where were you last night when you spotted Mr. Sameer?” he asked.
“I was standing in my balcony smoking when I heard a series of loud noises. Following which, I saw a head in the window holding a large object and ramming it against something. The curtains were open and I could make out it was Mr. Sameer,” Mr. Rakesh stated.
The answers seemed satisfactory enough for the cop. “I just need you to pick Mr. Sameer out of a line up and then you can go back home,” he said finally.
Mr. Rakesh nodded politely. The policeman arranged for a line up. Mr. Rakesh spotted Mr. Sameer from the line of 10 men without any difficulty. Mr. Rakesh was sent home to his relief. Mr. Sameer adorned a smug expression all through.
The lack of any motive or connection to the victim made this case very difficult to tie down. The cop paced around the room and finally arrested Mr. Sameer. The cop tried his luck again and asked Mr. Sameer for his alibi. Mr. Sameer, however, threw his head back in laughter as he spoke to the cop, “Some moments are better left unexplained, cop.”
Mr. Sameer was far too hysteric to provide any logical response. He served time as the case was put to rest. The cop however never could bury the mysteries of that case.