The next morning was cold and chilly. Also, the snow started to fall making the environment even colder. In such a frosty environment, Liam was lying naked on the side of the highway. His heartbeat had almost stopped, his body had already gone numb. He couldn't feel anything, even the pain from the cuts and injuries on his body. Blood was dripping from his anus.
Soon, after the sun rose up, and the street became busy as usual, the visitors found Liam in that condition. Everyone thought that he was dead so nobody dared to go closer to him. They were just watching the poor boy being engulfed by the cold wind and slowly being covered by snow.
One of them called the police and they arrived after a few minutes. They examined Liam's almost dead body and were a bit relieved to know that he isn't dead, and were quickly rushed to the hospital and they covered him with a blanket. Before that, they took the t-shirt and clicked a few pictures of him.
NYC Police Department
From the crime scene, the police took the t-shirt that was tied around Liam's neck. Although it was almost torn, the logo of Casa del Cibo was still visible. So, they took out their cars and went to the restaurant to find out about Liam.
Casa del Cibo, Manhattan
"New York City Police Department", the chief Randolf Fraser, stormed inside the restaurant. "We would like to talk about an important issue".
The customers who were eating there were confused and felt that something was not right, so they just left the food half-eaten, paid the bill, and started leaving one by one.
Tristan came out from the counter and asked, "Yes, officer. Is there something wrong?"
"A lot of things went wrong last night", said the officer, and showed him and other staff the ripped t-shirt of Liam. "Do you recognize this?"
"Yes, this is the t-shirt of our restaurant. See, you can see all of them wearing it."
"So you agree that this t-shirt belongs to your restaurant?"
"Yes, sir. I do."
Chief Fraser took out the developed photographs of Liam and showed everyone if they recognized him.
Looking at that picture, everyone was shocked to see Liam in that condition.
Tristan took a gasp and said, "Liam, his name is Liam. What happened, officer? Is he okay?"
"Apparently he is not. He is in the hospital and is fighting for his life", said Fraser.
"Oh my God! This is horrible. How did this happen?"
"We are here to ask the same question to you guys. How did this happen? Is he a worker here?"
"Yes, he is a worker here. But he only arrives in the evening because he has college to attend in the daytime."
"So, this boy Liam works as a part-time employee?"
"Yes, sir. He is a part-time employee."
"At what time does he leave this place?"
"He usually finishes his shift at 8 pm, but yesterday, the place was too crowded so he left at 10 pm."
"Do you know where he lives?"
"Yes, he lives in Brooklyn."
"But the place where we found him was very far away from Brooklyn. Do you have any idea what he was doing there, that too wearing the uniform of this place?"
"Yesterday, he had a delivery to make from this one specific address, and as all the delivery staffs were unavailable, I sent him to make that delivery", said Tristan in a frightening voice. "But trust me, officer, I really have no idea what happened to him."
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Men Do Cry
Mystery / Thriller"Are men supposed to cry? Are men supposed to live the most miserable life? Are men not supposed to speak out about the deepest and most miserable events in their life?", asked Liam Garcia, a 20-year-old college student, living his best life and try...