Neville Kanakaratne had spent several hours with Lakshmi on the evening before she died, and that is perhaps the only grain of comfort in the sad story of her last days. She was murdered, on Thursday the 11th of May 1995, by one of the drivers she used to hire from the Automobile Association, who seemed to have assumed that a lady of means living by herself would have riches in the house and been easy prey.
Lakshmi had stopped using the man’s services, for good reason, which she made clear to him in her usual blunt fashion. That may have roused his resentment further. She was alone in those days, for her half witted woman had left her for the umpteenth time. The murderer had come to see her, ostensibly to ask to work for her again, and she had been talking to him, thinking that she was safe behind the iron grille of her garage. But it had not been locked, and it seems it had been easy for him to push her in and follow, and then kill her.