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‘A stranger warns the sub-inspector!” Veerapondy, swelled with egoism, couldn’t tolerate his words. At the same time, he was in a dilemma whether to believe his words or not. After a fraction of seconds, he dialled to his wife.

“Veera is speaking. Is Peter coming to our home?”

“Oh! How do you know? I was about to inform you of this matter. He begged me to allow him to have a last talk with me and swore that he won’t see us anymore in his life. Is there anything wrong?” His wife asked with much concern.

“Everything wrong,” He gnashed and added,” He plans to immolate Kanmani. Inform this message and don’t allow her to go anywhere. I’ll inform the matter to the sub-Inspector to arrest him. Be careful.”

By this time, the Bullet train slowed down and finally halted at a small station for want of signal.

The young man turned to Baskar side and spoke in a clear voice:” Mr. Baskar, now you’re on the way to Madurai to participate the marriage. When you return you will be with your wife. Congratulations.”