Dreams

The Amhedabad Supper Express departured from Howrah Railway Station at 2 p. m . Entraining into it I told them to reduce their anxiety ,

-- Franco Le Clere , a French pirat with his looted treasures when came near Madagascar and he entered in the red sea after chased by the British soldiers and came towards the port of Surat in disguise of the traders . And understood that whereas he might be cought , so he came to the farther north and reached near to the Daman and hid his treasures in a place of Daman and mixed up with the common people and vanished !

Becoming impatient Topshe said ,

-- But who want to study which belongs with that lady and memorized ? Which is her name Van or Hutten , what may be , she certainly not send for you to the Daman ?

-- No . But the mystery is starting to thicken now Topshe . Yes , certainly the mystery has here , otherwise Miss Vivienne Van Hutten why will come from the west to this east to a ordinary detective agency ? Hear attentively , from now I and Susmita and you and Shooktika will be separate . You two and we two will stay in the same room . The passengers are starting to entrain . We two parties are not familiar to each other , understand ?

Both are nodding their heads .

-- But we one couple will keep an eye on the other couple , clear ? I think that Jacques gang be exists here .

Topshe said with restless voice ,

-- Again enigma uncle ; from where again this Jacques rush in amongst it ?

-- I will tell . In the time I will tell you all stap by step my son .

After our train arrived at the Amhedabad Station , the young man , who came to receive us , he was too much smart . His photo came into my phone before we reached into the station from Miss Hutten . This time we also went toward Bapi Railway station by the local train . Susmita asked me with dumbfounded voice ,

-- Why they are availing the train service to carry us Banerjee sir , as they are giving us huge money ?

-- To camouflage among the crowd .

Topshe gave a smile . Get down at Bapi Station the young man taking us proceeded towards a white colour Scorpio car . He handed over us to the driver of that car and we seted out into that car towards the Daman . In the midst of our journey suddenly the the driver stopped the car beside the footpath and requested us to get down of the car . As we got down , another car came near to us from the opposite direction and stopped beside our car . As we got up in that car , it speedily took a u - turn and in a moment rushed on the way of Daman ! After one and half hour running the car suddenly entered in the town and through the broad way --- street it proceeded zigzagly . Suddenly it took a trun and this time it entered into a by lane and after going almost five minutes it reached on a corssing . The driver said to keep his eyes on the side mirror ,

-- So long it took to dusting out the spy .

I understood it was a following . The driver , from which direction we came drove that direction again up to thirty minutes and brought the car beside a hillock . There was a very narrow lane which zigzagly lifted our car from the main road toward a small cottage . On the cottage’s gate in it’s left piller there was written on a marble slab ′ Sea Side Lodge ′ . The cottage was looking in the background of the red sea remarkable ! Brought down the baggage the driver gave me a bunch of keys and told,

-- Here is no helping hand sir . If you feel awful then please phone on the number which has given you .The Amhedabad Supper Express departured from Howrah Railway Station at 2 p. m . Entraining into it I told them to reduce their anxiety ,

-- Franco Le Clere , a French pirat with his looted treasures when came near Madagascar and he entered in the red sea after chased by the British soldiers and came towards the port of Surat in disguise of the traders . And understood that whereas he might be cought , so he came to the farther north and reached near to the Daman and hid his treasures in a place of Daman and mixed up with the common people and vanished !

Becoming impatient Topshe said ,

-- But who want to study which belongs with that lady and memorized ? Which is her name Van or Hutten , what may be , she certainly not send for you to the Daman ?

-- No . But the mystery is starting to thicken now Topshe . Yes , certainly the mystery has here , otherwise Miss Vivienne Van Hutten why will come from the west to this east to a ordinary detective agency ? Hear attentively , from now I and Susmita and you and Shooktika will be separate . You two and we two will stay in the same room . The passengers are starting to entrain . We two parties are not familiar to each other , understand ?

Both are nodding their heads .

-- But we one couple will keep an eye on the other couple , clear ? I think that Jacques gang be exists here .

Topshe said with restless voice ,

-- Again enigma uncle ; from where again this Jacques rush in amongst it ?

-- I will tell . In the time I will tell you all stap by step my son .

After our train arrived at the Amhedabad Station , the young man , who came to receive us , he was too much smart . His photo came into my phone before we reached into the station from Miss Hutten . This time we also went toward Bapi Railway station by the local train . Susmita asked me with dumbfounded voice ,

-- Why they are availing the train service to carry us Banerjee sir , as they are giving us huge money ?

-- To camouflage among the crowd .

Topshe gave a smile . Get down at Bapi Station the young man taking us proceeded towards a white colour Scorpio car . He handed over us to the driver of that car and we seted out into that car towards the Daman . In the midst of our journey suddenly the the driver stopped the car beside the footpath and requested us to get down of the car . As we got down , another car came near to us from the opposite direction and stopped beside our car . As we got up in that car , it speedily took a u - turn and in a moment rushed on the way of Daman ! After one and half hour running the car suddenly entered in the town and through the broad way --- street it proceeded zigzagly . Suddenly it took a trun and this time it entered into a by lane and after going almost five minutes it reached on a corssing . The driver said to keep his eyes on the side mirror ,

-- So long it took to dusting out the spy .

I understood it was a following . The driver , from which direction we came drove that direction again up to thirty minutes and brought the car beside a hillock . There was a very narrow lane which zigzagly lifted our car from the main road toward a small cottage . On the cottage’s gate in it’s left piller there was written on a marble slab ′ Sea Side Lodge ′ . The cottage was looking in the background of the red sea remarkable ! Brought down the baggage the driver gave me a bunch of keys and told,

-- Here is no helping hand sir . If you feel awful then please phone on the number which has given you .