46. Stroke of Serendipity 9

“Your suggestions are okay. I will give the General Manager a call right away.”

His call woke the General Manager, who was at the first stage of his sleep, up. For a couple of weeks, he had never had a quality sleep, but he was not perturbed because he was convinced that he would have the last laugh. When he saw the caller, he sat up at once and greeted.

“Hello, Commissioner. How is the work going?”

“Good evening, Mr. Angus. The work is going fine.”

“That is good. Where are you? Have you arrested the bastard?”

“We are at the gate, but there is an impasse.”

“What is the problem?”

“The security men would not let us in.”

“You don't need to let that bother you. Hold on.”

“Okay. I will hold on.”

Subsequently, the General Manager cut the call and dialed the number of the Security Officer at the gate, and he picked at once.

“Good evening, boss. How may I be of help?”

He ignored his greetings and went straight to the point.

“The Commissioner of Police and his men are at the gate. Permit them