The Unexpected Inheritance of Inspector Chopra (A Baby Ganesh Agency Investigation)
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On the day he retires, Inspector Ashwin Chopra inherits two unexpected mysteries.
The first is the case of a drowned boy, whose suspicious death no one seems to want solved. And the second is a baby elephant.
As his search for clues takes him across the teeming city of Mumbai, from its grand high rises to its sprawling slums and deep into its murky underworld, Chopra begins to suspect that there may be a great deal more to both his last case and his new ward than he thought.
And he soon learns that when the going gets tough, a determined elephant may be exactly what an honest man needs...
floor, Chopra followed the gallery of shops and designer boutiques around the curve of the mall. Benetton, Nike, Burberry, Marks & Spencer, GAP, The Body Shop. Suddenly, he came to a large store with mannequins in the window modelling stylish leather coats. He peered inside and saw the man in the red hat standing at the counter, chatting idly to one of the pretty young attendants. As he watched, a man in a well-tailored suit emerged from the rear of the store. The man in the red hat pulled him
looked at Poppy, who nodded. He went to the gates and unlocked them. They watched as Ganesha lumbered away towards the main road. Now that Chopra could get a good look at his face, he realised that Nayak had not changed as much as he had at first thought. If you took away the stubbled beard, the altered hair and the pale eyes – clearly the work of coloured contact lenses – he felt confident he would have recognised this man anywhere. Nayak stood before him, a gaunt, imposing man in a white
time left, and must make the necessary arrangements. Soon after you receive this letter, there will arrive at your home an elephant. It is my request that you take in and care for this elephant. It is a newborn, not yet a year old. If I were to tell you the circumstances by which this elephant entered the world you would not believe me, at least not yet. Let me say only this to you: this is no ordinary elephant. Remember, what is real and what is maya, illusion, is only a matter of perspective.
Chopra said. His face had broken into a rare grin. ‘What?’ ‘Think about it. A policeman is welcome nowhere, not truly. Most restaurants will immediately rush to offer him a free meal, thinking that should they not, they might risk angering him, and no one wants to anger a policeman, even if they have nothing to hide. And as for the other customers – as soon as a policeman sits down they become uncomfortable. There is nowhere a policeman can go in this city and know that he is not only welcome,
fruit, a gaggle of youths from the nearby computing college walked by. They swept past arm in arm, spreading good cheer and laughter as they went. They were the same age, he noted, as the dead boy he had seen at the station. Chopra recalled the boy’s mother, how distressed she had been, how convinced that there would be no help for someone like her in solving the mystery of her child’s death. The woman’s recriminations had particularly bothered him. Anyone who knew Chopra knew that he prided