Burning Bridges – Chapter One

  Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Jason Fernandes rung the slightly rusty bell on his bike before turning […]

What’s in a Surname?

He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his leather – enclosed hand and placed it back on the trigger. His eyes flickered. Thoughts running faster than his heartbeats. “Anything?” he asked dryly. “No,” answered the man next to him. Max, was his name. Maximilian actually, Maximilian Hurst. Everybody called him Max, not because they […]

The Incidental Phone Call

As the man stepped out of the gymnasium and onto the clean, grey pavement, a trained eye watched him through the lens of a professional camera, as he shuffled his duffel bag from his left shoulder onto his right and wiped off some sweat from his forehead with a napkin he held in his left hand. The camera sat in the hands of Carl who sat in his blue sedan.

What I See Today

It is human nature to be attracted to something we’re clearly instructed not to go near.

A child walks into the kitchen, minding his or her own business, looking around, completely oblivious of the piping hot dal lying on the table, right up until you tell him to not touch it. He knows that something dangerous now exists in the vicinity. That doesn’t necessarily make him lunge at it but it rouses his interest, and will make him want to inspect it. This isn’t about right or wrong. It’s about instilling the knowledge of things and more importantly, fear, from a very, very young age.

The Early Break

The whole room was a mess. Papers covered the desk and much of the floor. The cabinets were overflowing. Files were precariously stacked on top of said cabinets. The whole scene indicated utter laxity. “So, here it is,” said the hefty lieutenant. “This is my cabin, sir?” the young policeman was apprehensive. “What is it? […]

All’s Well That Ends… Oh Wait…

There can only be two reasons for looking at the sunset. And by looking, I mean actually sitting there, enjoying the breeze and appreciating the alluring, vibrant hues of yellow, red and vermillion. These reasons are: 1. When we’re really happy and 2. When we’re not. In rare cases there is a third (like, you’re […]

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