“Lord, I also fell in love- I also gave away pain
I was happy, but something was missing
Lord, I also felt pride- I also gained knowledge
I lived life, but something was missing
Lord, I didn’t see you- everything couldn’t be sold
And where I stopped, the evening was lonely
You’re there in the lack of my desires
You’re there in the wetness of my eyes
You’re there in my hope
You’re there in my thirst
You’re there in my breaths
You’re there in my unneeded laughter
You’re there in whatever I see
You’re there in my tears
You’re there in my envy
You’re in my life
From the truth of life
From 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
At the Foot of the mountain of the Sacred Witch‘Valentina’He rustled in the darkness that fogged his vision, restricting him from seeing what lies ahead. ‘Valentina’The throat cramped and squeezed tight whenever he tried to speak, reducing the scream to a whisper that even he couldn’t hear. The rough palm of his bleeding knuckles grazed the soft and moist grass beneath him and his lungs immediately relaxed to let out a choked breath. His body felt heavy and numb as if he has fallen from a cliff all battered and bruised from a war. The spine cracked audibly when he conjured some will to move slowly. For the first time, his senses failed him. What happened all of a sudden? Why was he lying in such a compromising position with his body angled oddly? A wave of shock crawled up his back and he groaned before smacking his face in the same soothing grass.
New York Tick TockTick TockTick TockThe wall clock at the corner of packed room sings with a uniform pace indicating the passing time. She sat quietly on the metal chair with her arms folded beneath her chest. The high-heeled boot taps the floor rhythmically and her knee bobs up and down as she glanced between the door and the clock once in a while. Though her face was blank, the perspiration of anxiety was seen at the side of her temple. She bit her lower lip in impatience and took deep breathes, suppressing the building urge of throwing up.“Sir, how long are we going to keep her here?”Agent Mc King asked in boredom to his senior, who was enjoying his coffee and studying the recent subject from behind the glass of the investigation room. His observant eyes didn’t move from her figure for a second as he studied all her actions. Agent Lorenzo Snow was trying to figure her out. Though the girl waiting in the lonely room looks innocent, she was a cunning little worm. Her name was o
{A/N: PG-13. The following chapter isn’t written to hurt anyone feelings and contains abuse and violence. If you’ve a sensitive mind or heart, kindly skip it. You won’t miss anything important and can easily catch a brief in the next chapter. Thank You.}New YorkClick of her high heels reverberates in the empty hallway as she steps out of the elevators on the 15th floor and proceeds towards her well-furnished and luxurious penthouse. After a long day of multiple meetings and annoying clients, she finally managed to slip out of the office once being dismissed by her equally frustrated boss. For some reason, he was distant as compared to other days. Maybe he fought with his fiancée? Who cares as long he pays her well for this head-spinning job? She had to give it to him, not a day ago, his soon to be wife met an accident,