Clash of the Titans part 3

The jackal stared at the legal notice in his post box in genuine surprise. “i don’t understand this. A farmers club appears out of thin air- overnight and sues my company! Now, this man, this petitioner, what do you know about him?” “How would i know? I am a stake holder in your company!” i gave a calculated reply. “Can you tell me which vehicle he drives? ” Vehicle? What was the need to know that?

“I’ll show you a little trick i learnt in college” he said as i made a few phone calls to find out the details of Devils vehicle. “Its a black Ritz with this particular registration number.” “very well.” Muttered the jackal as he opened the website of the Directorate of Transport and clicked on Vehicle Information-Find by registration number. “Now, according to the registration system, this car is registered in Ponda. There’s the name of the owner-black devil alright.” He now began working furiously going on to the website of Goa State Chief Electoral Officer. “Click on search electoral roll, enter the name of the guy and there you have it! His election card details, name of the father (which he down) and his ADDRESS !!!” He got up from the computer table and began to browse through the telephone directory.

“Hello, this is the jackal from Durga Developers; can i talk to the Black Devil?” the jackal had zoomed in on his target like an American smart bomb. “Good evening Devil. I am calling from Durga Developers. I believe you are filing a petition against us? Let’s settle the issue before it escalates. Care to meet me tomorrow in my office? No? Oh you would like Miramar beach huh? Done.” The jackal filled in other minute details and arranged a meeting. I would be in attendance as an observer.

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the jackal looked deep into devil’s eyes for several moments before uttering a word. “Devil.” It was a call-cum question checking devils identity. “jackal” devil mimicked the jackal with a smile. “the petition, what will you get from defending an invaluable farm land?” said the jackal as coldly as Davey Jones in Pirates of the Caribbean film series. “the land belongs to some of my close friends.” replied the Devil. “Well then how about changing your close friends? Make friends with people who give you privileges and not poverty” the jackal got down to business. “i believe you comprehend my statement.”

The Black Devil permitted himself a heartfelt smile. “i have already left the poor friends sir.” He told the jackal indicating he would accept some 'generosity'. “such litigations don’t pay much. I have given up the case. I am afraid I am not the man who can resolve your farm land mess anymore.” “You gave up the case?” Espana blasted in surprise and anger. “i know enough not to mess with the builder lobby dear.” The devil made a remark looking at Espana but aimed at the Jackal. “Ah, i like your ability to resolve matters quickly.” The jackal shook his hand swiftly passing him a Rs. 10000 cheque. “It was nice meeting with you Mr. Jackal.” The Black Devil smiled as he prepared to leave. The two turned and began to walk away in opposite direction. “ I got to go to my office” I slipped out of jackals company to join Espana and the devil

“You’re leaving the case?” “ I am not even filing the petition” “huh?” Espana was shocked too! “Vassant is doing it.” The devil took out a photograph of a farmer from his pocket. “you’re going to be his lawyer?” “nope. I am out of the picture! I don’t exist any more.” He smiled and drove away. “THIS! Espana shouted in frustration. “THIS IS YOUR TRUSTED LAWYER?” “oh he’s just cleared his own name from the case” I speculated “he must be up to something. Trust me."

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