Dr.Annika Singhania was sitting in her chamber all alone. It had been a day of hard work for her. Not that she wasn't happy with the huge number of patients turning up at her clinic but it was sure very tiring. It was past midnight when Annika decided to call it the day off and was about to leave her clinic to head home when her phone flashed the number of Shivaay Singh Oberoi . Annika sighed and thought 'Oh dear god , not the Oberoi's now.' Annika was the family doctor of the Oberoi household. She considered picking up the call and thought that not taking the call would be a bad idea.She said 'Hello,Dr.Singhania speaking.'
She heard Shivaay  Singh Oberoi's familiar calm voice , he said 'Dr.Annika , you need to come here quick. Mrs.Oberoi has been unconscious for a long time now.'
Annika said 'Did you try giving her the regular medicines?'
Shivaay said 'Yes but nothing seems to work. She was perfectly alright in the morning when you came to see her. But now her body is clammy.'
Annika said 'Fine , I will be there.'
Annika thought 'Anjana Oberoi must be having one of her fake panic attacks again. Nothing serious ever happens to her but I still have to see her or the Oberoi's will make sure I never see any other patient again.'

Annika had met the Oberois a year ago. The Oberois were into illegal arms and drugs dealing. They were rich and powerful and nobody had the guts to speak against them.Once when Harshvardhan Oberoi had collapsed in front of her clinic Annika had helped him recover. He had been impressed with her skills and had decided that she would be their family doctor. Which meant that she had to be at their house the minute they called her for whatever little medical issue it may be. At that time Annika had fallen short of money and hence had no other choice but to provide them with her service. The pay was excellent but Annika felt disgusted working in a house filled with smugglers. But now nothing could be done. She was bound to serve them till they got tired of her.

Annika reached the Oberoi Mansion. She saw Shivaay waiting for her at the door and took her in. She went in and checked Anjana's pulse. Her eyes caught the sight of  the white remains in the empty glass of milk beside Anjana's bed. She smelt it and then said in a grim voice 'I am sorry to say but Anjana Oberoi is dead.'
Every member of the Oberoi family got a shock of their lives at this statement and Harshwardhan Oberoi stammered and said 'Ddddeead?'
Annika said 'Yes. And by the looks of it , she died with an overdose of Veronal. It's a drug used to put one to sleep.I had prescribed it to her but she must have slipped some extra in the glass and as a result she passed away.'
Annika got up to leave. She gave a sympathetic glance to Harshwardhan Oberoi and was about to say some consoling words to Shivaay when she saw the expression on his face. The initial look  shock of Anjana being declared dead was replaced by a almost joyous expression.Annika was surprised to see Shivaay that way. It was after all his mother. Shivaay saw Annika looking at him and he quickly changed his expression to that of grief. Annika shook her head and said to herself 'It's a weird family.'

Annika was about to leave the house when she saw the glass panel which had six figurines representing the Oberoi family. But Annika went closer and saw there were only five now. It was very odd.Annika left the house utterly puzzled.

She reached home and saw her brother Ayan setting the table for her and himself.Ayan took her bag from her hand and asked her 'What kept you for so long?'

Annika said 'Anjana Oberoi's death.'

Ayan said 'What ? She died ? How did it happen ?'
Annika said 'She must have taken an overdose of the sleeping pills I had prescribed her, by accident.'

Ayan thought hard and said 'Accident or maybe by purpose.'
Annika rolled her eyes. It was her brother's favourite hobby. Every death was made into a murder by him.She said 'No it was an accident.'

Ayan said 'It could be a murder and I would bet  anything that her son must be behind it.'

Annika thought about Shivaay's expressions and thought 'Could what her brother had  said be true ? Was it really a murder?'

So guys I am back with a new FF. I have chosen mystery as the genre this time. Hope you like and give me your feedback on this chapter. Do vote. Lots of love.
P.S. This story was in the bepannah tag yesterday but due to some issues I changed it into an IB FF.