Motun sat in her office and tried to come up with something- anything that can give her a headway in the case. But came up with nothing. Her phone rang just then. J.K. She had forgotten to give her a call.

"The mountain will go to Mohammed if Mohammed refuses to go to the mountain." J.K's cool voice sounded at the other end of the line.

Motun chuckled. "I'm sorry. I just got so caught up in everything."

"Everything?"

"It's the case. It's tied up everywhere. This guy looks like a good one."

"Hmmm... Did I hear correctly or The Motun Banks is having a block?" The sarcasm in J.K's...