Your friend, Uzair Yezmen is investigating a case of Kausar Bertram's murder. As his friend, you decided to help him by solving the case by yourself.With trust fading fast, can you ensure justice prevails?
I don't care about the money I'll get after the jail time. At first, I didn't care much about Kausar.
I didn't believe in it. Now, I feel guilty. Guilty of degrading potentials.
It's because of people like me, people that neglect possible future potentials, people are getting no recognition.
I am ashamed of my ignorance. But there's nothing I could do. I could just get out of jail after a few years and live from my leftover money.
I wouldn't be surprised if I got sacked. It seems like I'm the bad one. I just can't do it anymore.
I used to distract myself from reality by going to the library. Now, I can't do anything. All I could stare on are rusted bars and faded walls.
I truly feel awful being isolated. It seems like there's no point in my life. I can't even stand up for myself. All I want is to have a mediocre life.
Suddenly, the prison guard called my name. Someone came to bail me out. But who? What do they want in return?
Why are they bailing me? Tons of questions were running through my mind. A ray of hope shines in me. I was happy, puzzled and anxious at the same time.
Author's note : If you encounter someone that neglects the potential of others like me in this story, how would you react?
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