His face was flushed, teeth clenched, and even from a distance, I could smell whiskey mingling with the overpowering aftershave he insisted on wearing...“Trying to wind me up, are you?” he spat. Staring, I shook my head. “Then you must be stupid.”What had I done this time? I waited in silence, watching him rant and gesticulate madly towards the wall I’d repainted.“Dumb bitch. Where’d you find the paint?” His eyes, reddened by drink, flashed hatred. “In the bathroom, was it?”Still confused, I. “Yeah, take us to a boozer.”The door man whistled us up a black cab and I instructed him to take us to the Blind Beggar in Whitechapel.On the way there, we told them about the Kray twins and how they ruled London in the fifties and sixties and how they killed a man in the pub we were going to.“Ronnie Kray just walked into the pub one night in 1966 and shot a man called George Cornell with a luger,” I said. “But that was the beginning of the end for them as they were jailed in 1969.”“Sounds like. Ulla was truly a friend, more than a friend in all the right ways. She hooked my arm and remained silent until the door opened and we stepped out onto my residential floor."I am glad you are working things out with Kate," Ulla said as the corridor ceiling lights flickered once, almost imperceptibly. "That's strange," I thought, but a shadow of recognition stopped my thought process.I clamped my jaw when I saw Commander Price. His aristocratic features seemed surprised to see us. He stepped into. Par naseeb ko kuch aur hi manzoor tha. Unke bete ka tuition cancel ho gaya aur woh ghar pe hi tha. Main aur bhabhi ek doosre ko dekh kar kaafi udaas the.Tabhi meri pyari bhabhi ne unke bete ko kaha, “Arjun, Anuj chachu abhi aaye hain college se, toh tum unke liye kuch nashta lekar aao.”Arjun: Chachu, aap bhi chaloge kya?Main bhabhi ki or dekhne laga aur phir unke bete ke saath jaane ke liye utha. Tabhi bhabhi ne kaha, “Arjun tum akele jao. Chachu abhi thak ke aaye hai na.”Unke bete ke jaate hi.