Chapter
2 continue
Another the five hours of journey the car stopped at
a house. We are in Bandarawela. 163 kilometers from our home town. Desaman wake
up when the car is stopped. Then we both get out of the car. A gentleman that
wears a white shirt and a black trouser walk towards us. Definitely he’s above
40.
“Good afternoon. Thanks
for coming. I think you are comfortable at the car because it’s a long
journey.” He said
“Good afternoon mister
Ghanapala.”
“How do you know my
name?”
“Your name was written
in the envelope. Not clearly but can read”
Ok.
Come inside. This is my house.
It’s a really big house. Like a palace. When we are
in the visiting room. He tells us to sit.
“I read your blog
Isuru. That’s why I know about Desaman and asked him to come hear. I read the
article on the newspaper about Desaman too.”He said
“What?”Desaman asked
“Yes your friend
describes you well. Why didn’t you read any newspapers?”
“There are so many
lies. Any Newspaper won’t describe a situation correctly. So I’ve stopped it.”
“Ok.
It’s an honor to meet you Desaman.”
“I
think I’m hear not to take any honors. Just tell me why we are hear?”Desaman
asked
“To
catch a ghost!”He said
“To
catch a ghost?” I asked
“I
think you should talk to a magician or something like him” Desaman said
“No
no I think I’m with the right person.”He answered
Someone shoot our client. He gets down. He just
missed the bullet. We also get down when we hear the gun shot. He just missed
the bullet. Shooter is in the upstairs and he ran quickly after shooting and disappears.
Desaman helps Ghanapala to sit and went upstairs and after some minutes he
comes back to the down.
“He’s
escaped”
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