A motorcade of three black Mercedes V Class cars draws up under the canopies at the entrance to the 5 star Delhi Mughal Hotel. As an impressive and beautiful lady wearing a sensational sari ensemble is helped from each car by the driver, the General Manager (GM) and his heads of department emerge to greet them with a smile and a bow. Emily, as the hotel owner, meets the GM and introduces Sansa and Amy to him. He expresses his very sincere honour at meeting her and her associates. In turn he presents each member of his retinue and then leads them inside. They are given a tour of the hotel, during which Emily notices a healthy collection of sculptures and paintings from the Kama Sutra. They return to the ground floor and take a dedicated express lift that only makes one stop, the owner's penthouse.
They are served a delicious meal and the chef is presented to Emily who thanks and congratulates him on his efforts. Over coffee the GM explains that the penthouse is reserved exclusively for the use of the owner. The penthouse takes up the complete top floor of the hotel and in addition to the owner's luxury bedroom suite, it has 12 other bedroom suites, a kitchen, lounge, and outside are gardens surrounding a swimming pool with dining area, bar and dance floor. He goes on to explain that on occasion in the past the owners, Emily's parents, had lived here for several weeks at a time entertaining in grand style. Emily's mind races and suggests in an offhand way, that perhaps she might consider living in the penthouse with her companions. Sansa and Amy smile in agreement with the suggestion. The GM adds that the only possible way to the penthouse is by use of the dedicated lift which requires a special security key for operation, which he will be pleased to provide before they leave.
Emily asks if the hotel has any women on the management team. His answer as expected is disappointing, i.e. the only lady that is a real department head is the Head Housekeeper. Emily remarks on all the Kama Sutra sculptures and paintings receiving the impertinent question as to whether they are a concern for her. She smiles benignly for now: "Not at all, I rather like them. Have there been many comments from guests about them?" The GM replies that there have been many positive comments since a small sample had been first displayed, it is the reason there are now so many... They still receive many compliments on the decor. Emily smiles to Sansa and Emily and they get up to leave. The GM takes out his master key to the lift and penthouse and offers it to Emily, she thanks him and puts the key into her bag. On exiting the lift, she leads the group outside where their PSOs open their car door and helps them inside. Emily smiles and having given a cordial farewell, the motorcade pulls away.
Erish, Sarvagya and Anvay are driving up towards Darjeeling, almost 7,000 feet above sea level, in the foothills of the Himalayas. As the road climbs, in order for vehicles to scale the heights, there are very many hairpin bends. The views get better and better as they climb. There are lots of terraces cut into the hills that enable the land to be farmed. The sides of some hills are covered with tea plantations. India couldn't look greener than in this paradise.
On one hairpin bend they are driving slowly and carefully on the outside of the road, allowing room for any car coming from the opposite direction. However, filling their view ahead is a speeding highly decorated Tata lorry. In a split second, that seems an age in slow motion to them, the lorry hits the car on its side, pushing it off the road and over the ledge of a sheer thousand foot drop to the rocks below. It only takes seconds before the car hits the rocks and the three only have time for last thoughts of Emily, Sansa and Amy.
The next day, back in the bungalow, the ladies are chatting about their visit to the Delhi Mughal Hotel. Sansa mentions the impertinence of the General Manager to Emily regarding the Kama Sutra artworks on display. Amy agrees and asks if that triggered the abruptness of their departure. Emily replies that she thought there was something odd and off-putting about his manner but couldn't quite put her finger on it, hence the question regarding female heads of department. His impertinence in questioning his employer makes her worry about his suitability for such a key role. She continues that the artwork itself stimulated an idea she'd like to consider, but needs to mull it over first.
Nilesh comes in to say that two policemen are coming up the path to the front door. The door bell is rung and Nilesh goes to answer. They hear some mumbled words but cannot hear clearly what is being said. Nilesh returns and asks if he may show in the policemen, they nod and he goes to bring them into the lounge. Nilesh does the introductions and stands by.
The Sergeant says that he has bad news for them, then pauses to allow the ladies to prepare themselves. He reports that their 3 friends were in a crash high up on the road to Darjeeling. A lorry hit their car on a hairpin bend sending them over a precipice onto the rocks below. He is so sorry to report that there were no survivors. Emily, Sansa and Amy are stunned at the terrible manner of their passing and burst into inconsolable tears. The Sergeant gives Nilesh the business card of a lawyer that the ladies should contact as soon as they have got over their initial distress.
That night the three ladies sleep together in Emily's king size bed. But only occupy about half of it because they cuddle together for mutual reassurance. In the early hours they are all awake and can't get back to sleep, so they talk about their future. The first thing, they readily agree, is that they want to stay together. They have no hesitation in saying they want to continue their chosen careers as high society prostitutes, but aren't happy about staying on at the mansion because it reinforces their sense of loss. Simultaneously all three feel a yearning to be back on board Bangkok Girl and Amy triggers a discussion, merely by wondering aloud whatever happened to the vessel. Turning to another subject they all agree about the attractions of living in the penthouse of the Delhi Mughal Hotel.
