The Stoneman Murders Page #4

Manali's there. Isn't she?

Yes sir, she is there, but...

- It's an order!

Sir!

I'll send a white ambassador

car for you at 10 p.m. Sharp.

It'll be parked

under the byculla bridge.

My special constable

will be seated inside.

You sit inside the car and he

will take you to your village.

Sir, i can manage. You

needn't take the trouble.

Sanjay, you don't understand.

All exit routes from

bombay have been sealed.

But if you travel in my

police car, you'll escape unhurt.

Because no one will dare

to stop or check my car.

Is it clear?

Sir, i'll easily evade

the police and escape.

You needn't take the trouble.

Sanjay, the entire

force is on its toes.

Don't take this lightly.

All right sir.

- All the best.

Hello.

- Sir, it is me, kamble.

Yes kamble, tell me.

Sir, mr. Satam and the

entire police force have made...

an elaborate plan to trap you.

Sir, mr. Satam will tell you...

that a car is

being sent to pick you.

But there'll be police

back-up behind that car.

Sir, this is a plan to trap you.

Sir, do not believe

what mr. Satam tells you.

Sir? Mr. Sanjay?

Yes, kamble, one moment please...

do one thing. Meet me at

national park at 10 tonight.

No, no, sir! I don't want

to get involved in anything.

Sir, i'll lose my job, sir.

I am hanging up.

Kamble!

- Yes sir!

Be brave!

- Sir i'm scared.

National park at 10! Got it?

Hello sir.

Sit down, sit.

Kamble, this should

reach mr. Satam without fail.

There's important

material in this...

clues, conclusions, etc. Okay?

- Yes sir.

Sir, i think you should

leave the city immediately.

How can i, kamble?

You know, when i had a

tussle with the stoneman...

in the subway...

do you know what i saw?

What, sir?

- His shoes.

They were boots, with a

steel toe in the front.

The kind that prisoners

make in the prison workshop.

Sir, i know that.

But you don't know

that those boots...

are exclusively made for

our unit. Only for our unit.

Size seven... and such heavy boots...

yet he was running so easily.

He is a police officer.

From our unit.

But sir, what could be the motive

of a police officer in such a case?

Superstition.

No, sir. Your deduction could be

wrong. - It is not wrong, kamble.

These people were not murdered.

They were sacrificed.

This is ritual killing.

That's why he leaves

a piece of coconut...

and traces of red

vermillion powder...

near each victim's body.

He places these offerings

with precise discipline.

Like we would, during a prayer,

or a funeral,

or a religious ceremony.

But sir, how do you...

know all this, sir?

In the interior

regions of our state...

there's a tribal village.

There are no doctors there.

Only witch doctors.

The witch doctor's advice

is the final word there.

These witch doctors

practice black magic.

And this is one of their rituals.

Sir, what kind of ritual is this?

It's called 'nar-bali'

human sacrifice.

But sir, how are these

things connected to our case?

Kamble, think about it.

These murders are committed

only on tuesdays or saturdays.

And strictly between

10 p.m. And 4 a. M...

when the planetary alignments

are in a particular order

this ritual has been

carried out religiously.

As per this ritual, if nine men...

are sacrificed in this manner,

then even incurable ailments...

can be cured.

What kind of ailments, sir?

Sexual impotence.

Inability to have

a sexual relation.

This killer cannot

sleep with a woman.

He is impotent.

Sir, eight men are

already dead. That means...

there's one more to go.

And today is tuesday.

Another murder will

be committed today.

I am confident.

And kamble, mark my words. This

entire affair will end after today.

But sir, how do you know all this?

Never mind.

Just make sure that this

file reaches mr. Satam.

Kamble, i'm

entrusting you with this.

No one else should lay his

hands on this - yes, sir.

And kamble, i have

anotherjob for you.

I want a list of all

men from tribal regions...

who have been

recruited in our unit...

in the last 20 years.

Can you do it?

But you'd given me your word:

'Become a police informer

and we'll set you free.'

But what kind of freedom is this?

The lockup was better than this.

At least i had peace of mind there.

I could send you back in.

Sir, it is not funny.

Each and every pavement-dweller...

is after my blood.

Mr. Kedar, as per

your instructions...

i've been circulating my

taxi in this area from 10 to 4.

And i've been spying on

these beggars. But what happened?

Every pavement-dweller...

has begun to suspect me instead.

They all think that

i am the stoneman.

I had to abandon my home.

Hello

- Sir, this is yashwant here.

Has sanjay arrived?

No, sir. I've been

waiting for a long time now.

Call me as soon as he comes.

- Yes, sir.

Unit 5, come in! Unit 5, come in!

'We've received a

tip from our informer.'

'He has seen sanjay shelar's

car entering national park.'

About turn!

No! No!

No, kamble, no!

No, kamble, no!

It is his car.

Stop it, kamble!

Kamble, don't be stupid!

I'll kill you!

Kamble, you are safe now.

Should we kill him right here?

- No.

The case is solved.

But we still don't know...

the motive.

Our duty is now picking

up unconscious people.

Kamble...

he'll tell us the motive.

- Yes, sir.

Take him to the police hospital.

Okay sir.

We'll interrogate him once

he regains consciousness.

Yes, sir.

- Come on.

'After reading sanjay's file

that we recovered from the park... '

'... i understood this case.'

'And i set this trap to

nab kamble red-handed.'

'Sir, it is a very

interesting case study.'

Yes, doctor. But

whatever evidence you've got...

in connection

with this case study...

please destroy all

that evidence immediately.

No one outside our unit should

know about this case's solution.

But sir, why?

The commissioner too

should not know about this.

Why? So that he doesn't learn...

how you messed up the case?

Sir, see...

- It's an order.

But sir...

- It is an order.

Yes sir...

come on.

Sanjay,

i can't let it out in

the media, in the press...

that my own subordinate

went ahead and committed...

eight murders

right under my very nose.

I understand sir.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

But i can't take you

back in the police force.

But before you go, i wish

to give you a final order.

Oh tribe goddess,

i've offered you sacrifices.

At least now, grant my wish.

Respected shaman,

where's kamble now?

Kamble has been permanently

cured of all ailments.

You will be cured too.

Just get me nine stones.

Not from bombay,

but from calcutta.

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