She answered her own questions that he cared for her and so did she. She hugged him with flowing water in her eyes. Tyran was slowly raised his hands and hugged her tight.
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.
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.
A little bit confusing, and to bleed, I realized what stumbling. I dug in my pocket a clean handkerchief, which pushed the leaking bruise on my forehead.
The helicopter levelled out and sped north-west towards Dharasu air-base. Indians sat around them, lighting cigarettes and blowing warmth on their hands.
He opened the door. But fortunately that was not the same one where I was hiding. I was relieved. I had waited until they left the room.