It was 2 in the night. The road was quiet and the ambience was serene. Not a single soul was on the road not even a dog or a bird. Everyone was resting after a hard day except one person.
It seemed as though sleep and peace were words that were not in that person's dictionary. Standing near the window with a coffee cup the only thing you would see was a shadow. From the shadow it was difficult to make out weather it was a man or a woman. But whoever the person was a turmoil was going inside its soul.
Placing the cup on the side table , the shadow moved to a closet. Opening it it removed all the dresses only to discover a life size photo. Photo of a very handsome man. But the emotion reflected in the picture was arrogance. And the shadow experienced a hatred like never before. The person was so powerful in the shadow's life that he had the capacity to take it to a different world, to change its course of action and to make a innocent soul to a corrupt one. The ringing of a mobile disturbed the shadow from its inner musing. It received the call and as the person on the other side continued to speak the shadow smiled, for the first time in ages. It disconnected the call and looked at the photo and said
The chase begins abhimanyu singh rathor.
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The chase
غموض / إثارةA chase as old as time.. A chase between cat and mouse.. A chase between right and wrong.. and A chase between deed and consequences
