33.

The Ambaram

After a long bath to soothe his muscles and to clear his mind, Arnold slipped into his customary clothes. The image of Valentina lying naked on his bed under a thick quilt did little help. His entire body pleaded to forget the task at hand and snuggle with her. But noon was nearing and the tribe was wide awake. Before someone discovers Arthur’s body, he has to clean the site of any evidence.

Killing Arthur was never a part of Arnold’s schemes. The dead man signed for it the moment he touched Valentina. He should’ve stayed away and mind his own business. But the lunatic side of avid nature drove him to cross the forbidden boundaries. Now the poor man has lost his life and will serve as a medium, a pawn of someone else’s game to accomplish the retribution.

Locking the cottage from outside to ensure the safety of his sleeping beauty, Arnold jogs towards the site of crime. Warm puffs of air escape his lip