Jacob,’ Let’s leave.’ While walking of the stairs a deep process of thought was going inside his mind. Then he asked to the policemen,’Officer? May I have a look to Rasool’s belongings?’

Policeman,’ For that, you have to ask our head in charge sir.’ 

Jacob,’ So lead me to your head.’

Policeman,’ Yes sir! This way.’ They went to the cabin of the head in charge of the prison, the policeman got inside the cabin, saluted his head and said,’ Sir! Someone’s to visit you.’ 

Head,’ Let him in!’ 

Jacob,’ Afternoon officer!’ The head criss crossed his hand in a relaxed way and said,’ how may I help you?’ 

Jacob,’ May I have a seat? Mr….’ had a look on head’s name badge,’… Arthur Runner.’ The head saw his batch and then Jacob’s eyesight, in no instance he understood, how Jacob knew his name and said,’ Please Mr…’

Jacob,’ Jacob Phillipe and I’m Magistrate from the court of Scotland.’ Arthur popped off his seat and saluted with a yell ,’Sir!’ 

Jacob,’Have a seat officer.’ Arthur got seated and asked,’ How can I help you, sir?’ Jacob,’ I just wanted to have a look at Rasool’s belonging.’ Arthur, ‘Rasool?!’ The officer who brought Jacob to Arthur, answered Arthur,’ Billionaire murder case!’ Arthur,’Oh I see, but what got your attention there?’ Jacob,’ You know, official works and all.’ Arthur ,’ Okay sir, follow me.’ Arthur took Jacob to Rasool’s belonging. There was nothing but a dirty shirt and trouser with a wallet. Jacob,’ May I have a look at that wallet.’ Arthur,’ Sure sir.’ Jacob opened the wallet and saw a family photo, family of Rasool with a wife and two small kids. Jacob closed the wallet and returned to Arthur and said,’ May I have Mr Oliver’s address and a profile photo of Rasool?’ Arthur hesitated a little,’ But sir!!’ but then agreed,’ Okay sir!’ Jacob took the things he demanded and said,’ Farewell officer, nice meeting you. Hope we meet again,’ to Arthur. Arthur,’ Sure sir!’ and then Jacob left. Jacob’s car was waiting outside the prison, with his one day driver Shambhu, friend of Wilkins, Jacob’s regular driver. He was on a proxy of his friend. Shambu was standing outside the car in a white uniform, had mulatto skin and a painter-brush moustache, with his cap holding in his hand, and as Jacob arrived Shambu opened the door for him. Jacob got inside and had a seat. So did the driver and started the car. Jacob,’ Shaembu! Right?’ Shambu ,’ No sir, Shambu!’ Jacob,’ Yeah, it’s the same thing. Take the car to some medical shop on Catherine Street.’ Shambu,’ Yes sir.’ The car headed to Catherine Street, while in the way..

 Jacob,’ So how’s Wilkins? Is he fine now? Shambu,’ Maybe sir.’ Jacob,’ Okay, so you belong to India, right?’ Shambu,’ Yes sir.’ Jacob,’ Can you help me identifying this man?’ Jacob showed Rasool’s image to Shambu. Shambu had a look,’ This man?!! Yes sir! He belongs to our village, Thirunelli in Kerala state! His name is Krishnamurthy Pillai, He was a precocious kid! He studied with me, but was a little mean. He could do anything for his life! One day, his mother and he were going on a very slender bridge. Unfortunately, the bridge had a crack on which Murthy kept his feet. He had a fall but he caught her mother’s leg, due to which she got imbalanced and fall on the bridge. But Murthy pulled her mother down, so that he can get up, and he did that! When he came up instead of worrying about his mother, he was happy that he’s safe. Luckily there was a river downside and his mother knew how to swim, so she saved herself. Though he was mean, but he was very genius and talented. Even teachers were not of his level! One day, math teacher asked us a question that , what’s the answer when you sum up 1-100 so everyone was busy solving, that teacher was new and was his first lecture. He saw that everyone was busy solving the problem, but Murthy was sitting idle. It got his rage level to top, he came to Murthy and said,’ get up!’ Murthy was confused. Teacher,’ I said get up and come out of your desk!!’ Murthy was getting out but teacher got impatient and dragged Murthy out, he thrashed Murthy towards the blackboard and insulted him in front of everyone. Murthy had it on his ego! Teacher said,’ Solve the sum. Just solve the sum!!’, yelled teacher. Murthy took the chalk piece and wrote the answer 5050! I still remember, the teacher was shocked, then said Murthy,’ I solved your question, now you solve mine’s.’ He gave a question of summation of 25 to 75. The teacher took the chalk and started adding each number individually. Then started Murthy, with his speech to insult the teacher,’ You are one of those teacher, who know nothing! Rather than having attitude , people like you are just in showing off! This question is not of our syllabus, but you still gave us this question! Just to show that how smart you are but let me tell you, there are students who are actually much smarter than you, and yeah! I know you won’t be able to solve this problem, so that’s why use this formula (d+a)n/2, where d is last digit and a is first digit and n is number of digits so the answer would be 2550 if you don’t believe, finish it in your way!’ and came to his desk , took his backpack and left. The teacher felt very insulted and from next day, he never came to take our class, I was very weak in studies, so I was in no comparison to him.’