Author: Anuja Chauhan
A sheer piece of brilliance. The book is a thriller spruced with humour throughout. This makes the book a light-hearted yet riveting read.
The story takes place in a fictitious club frequented by the whos who of the elite Delhites, The Delhi Turf Club (DTC). All hell breaks loose when a hunky personal trainer is found dead under a heavily loaded barbell. There was no love lost between the dead man and Mr. Khurana whose wife was a contender for the post of the club president. The death turns out to be a homicide and the needles of suspicion point towards the Khurana couple along with a few others.
Crime Branch veteran ACP Bhavani Singh is handed over the case that takes the capital by storm. It turns out that the dead trainer was deep in mud and had dirt over numerous elite members of the club that he used to blackmail. If revealed to the world, some secrets would be disastrous for the so-called high society privileged.
As the law enforcement begins to process the evidence obtained, they dig out yet another body… this time the skeletal remains, buried three years ago in the club premises… both figuratively and literally. Among the club members, the police take the help of Akash ‘Kashi’ Dogra who despises everything the DTC stands for and his ex-girlfriend Bambi Todi who loves the place like a second home.
A crime that seems simple enough on the surface is deep-rooted and eventually, the skeletons begin to tumble out of the elite closets.
The end catches you unawares. The author has beautifully woven the plot taking it to a logical climax and making you want for more. She has explored interpersonal relationships with great Elan and one can’t help but wonder at the hypocrisy of the elite resulting in closely guarded secrets.
Commercial fiction at its best!
