As the doors parted, she slipped out, the case against her chest. I crawled out of the lift, scrabbling forward on hands and knees, and let out a strangled cry. “Thief!”
My hand had gone up to cover my mouth. His words burned through my being and as he said something, I turned and saw him looking directly at me.
This time he didn’t reply, just nodded. and at that very moment something changed. I felt some emotions I cannot describe. I got up and hugged him.
He couldn’t remember since how long he was running. Sweat pouring from every corner of his petrified body. He had lost the sense of time.
It was in all the papers: Sayyed Wassu, India’s most wanted criminal, had been nabbed by a joint team of crack Indian commandos and intelligence agents.
Suddenly the doctor felt an iron grip of two hands around his neck, and a mouth near his nose. The freak had gotten loose somehow,
As Jake and his father are riding a mysterious car pulls up right next to limo. The limo driver is really Jakes father rival Jack Leroy.
We really have a sad case here. A man named Rajendra committed suicide on the day none other than his own birthday! We need to investigate the reason behind it as soon as possible.
Editor’s Choice:I was stunned. In all the years I had lived here, I had never seen the old widow venture out into the open, not even to Church.
Ouro looked completely devastated. His whole posture had slumped on seeing the kid walk right into what would soon be the path of a truck.