21st Century
New York
It was dusk when Sun decided to take a dip behind the rush hours of day and night was in the process of spreading its web to darken the sky. But the city never looked so alive. It became more active. The end of the week marked more hustle than usual days. The empty and lonely restaurants and clubs started to fill up once the clock strikes 8. The traffic was terrific.
Oppose to the life outside, a mournful silence was settled in the study of Miller mansion. Hearts were beating slowly and brains were unraveling fast, working on theories and aspects that have destroyed so many families. Alex was settled on his father’s chair, a haunted look trifling in his eyes. The contents of the heavy green file were frightening and mind-numbing. He was going through the pieces of investigation that were collaged together to form a solid case. His orbs scan the pictures of death for the fi
21st CenturyNew YorkScary bloodshot oceans glared back with the passion that rattled her to the core. He left her arms to cup her cheeks and then glanced at the bleeding man on the floor.“If I hit him now, he will die.” His whisper was deadly and she stops her movement. Her ragged breaths hit his face and his eyes soften, watching her slowly turning tedious. The adrenaline levels were going down. “For the words, he used to disrespect you, I will destroy him. I will bring him on the streets. He will regret his choices until the day he dies. Is that okay? Will that make you happy?” His voice was restrained and effective, and it thrummed awareness in her body. “World will laugh at him and throw dirt over him. Will you be satisfied after that?” Alex asked once again and she tried to break from his hold. He was scaring her now. His hold was strong.“Stop
21st CenturyNew YorkFat tears roll down her cheeks as she registered the brutal side of humanity. She wanted to scream and bellow but the sound was ripped from her throat a long time ago. Now she just sat there, like a doll with inert eyes, looking at the bunch of strange men wearing drab tracksuits entering the mansion quietly, descending into her nest, like demons of the night. Her head was resting against the headset of a wheelchair and fingers were curled on the armrests pathetically. Only if she had the power to move. The woman couldn’t show her fear openly but her heart was ready to burst out of her chest, noting the men kneeling over the plush carpet and gently collecting the limp body of her husband with calculated precision. They lifted the unmoving frame and started to fold the same carpet around him.She urinated, recalling how he achieved this fate.Her son has done the dee
“Lord, I also fell in love- I also gave away painI was happy, but something was missingLord, I also felt pride- I also gained knowledgeI lived life, but something was missingLord, I didn’t see you- everything couldn’t be soldAnd where I stopped, the evening was lonelyYou’re there in the lack of my desiresYou’re there in the wetness of my eyesYou’re there in my hopeYou’re there in my thirstYou’re there in my breathsYou’re there in my unneeded laughterYou’re there in whatever I seeYou’re there in my tearsYou’re there in my envyYou’re in my lifeFrom the truth of lifeFrom the d
21st CenturyNew York"After two weeks of hard work and thorough inquiry around Miller Industries, my team has managed to uncover information about each board member. With the collaboration of the FBI, all the members are kept under covert surveillance. Their daily activities will be followed from distance without raising any doubts, including the two of you. Kindly see that this case has now become a hot topic. The smallest clue could lead us to the culprits who have orchestrated such a heinous crime. The department needs your consent for further steps, Mr. Miller. Would you please go through these guidelines and sign the papers? They must be submitted to the Chief Agent handling your case as soon as possible."Detective Omar stated firmly as he passes a sealed folder in Alex's hands. Lauren regarded the exchange with cold eyes. Her mind was still revolving around the information Alex supplied this
21st CenturyNew YorkShe laid on the bed with a crocheted red scarf pressed against her chest. Her thin fingers caressed the soft material, tracing the path of rogue threads. When she was little, Nancy has made it for her. She reminisced how once she caught a high fever during the winter and the poor woman didn’t leave her side all night. The medicines were working at a slow pace, so Nancy remained awake by her side and soothed her by placing a wet cloth on her forehead all night. After some days, she also knitted a scarf just in case the little girl decided to go outside to enjoy the falling snow. That time Lauren was naïve and wishy-washy to understand the notion of care that no other maid had undertaken. The bond between them was strong. Nancy considered Lauren as her daughter. Who does that for a motherless girl? Spending a better time by knitting woolens when you can easily buy them f
21st CenturyNew YorkLetting out a vexatious moan, he gritted his teeth in annoyance before ripping the constricting hold of the tie from his neck. Ocean eyes glared at satin royal-blue material. They were going to be late at this rate. For the past half an hour, he has been fussing over this stuff. With the last failed attempt, he threw it on the bed and scoffed in frustration. Was tie important? Wearing a body-fitting tailored suit was uncomfortable itself, now they need a tie too to squeeze the life out of him. Taking a deep breath, he calms the stirring anger. The past few days have been stressful and these puny issues were testing his limits of patience.“Melody, could you help me with this thing?” He shouted at the top of his lungs and turned to look in the mirror. The three-piece business suit looked polished and well stitched even after such short notice. Though the tailor took e
21st Century New YorkDark clouds cast over the morning sky, promising a heavy fall of nectar from the heavens. First, the silver flash of lightning was grasped followed by the frightening roar of the upcoming thunderstorm. The temperature dropped to some degrees and a cool wind blew lightly, brushing the fields.UnpredictableToday’s climate matched the mood of a sinner kneeling on the lonely grounds of the family cemetery, where, the blood of his blood has been buried in the past. The morbid silence along with the rumble of heavy clouds was his companion today. His body remained still under the slowly darkening sky of the morning. Memories flashed like lightning behind the closed lids and gloomy feelings soared like the brewing storm in distance.Pulling out a pair of white lilies from the inside pocket of his business suit jacket, he places them gently on the two tomb
21st CenturyNew YorkThe hour after Lauren revealed the troublesome parcel, Alexander contacts the private investigator- Detective Omar, who in return transfers the information to Lorenzo Snow. Lorenzo was on alert and was expecting another such attempt. The FBI agent was aware of a criminal’s psychology, and now he waited for someone to come into action and make a mistake. The news of parcel was taken positively and they immediately added the government surveillance team in the control room of headquarters. The peon who delivered the parcel was cornered and questioned for a day. After the investigation, it was cleared that he simply took it from the courier service of the industries where other parcels and letters arrive.With the help of CCTV footage, the picture of a man who supplied the estranged courier was retrieved.When Lorenzo first saw the picture of a tall burly man wearing d