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THE BLAME GAME
“How did a pin covered in plumbic cyanide reach my son’s hand? I want to know the answer as soon as possible!” Arnold roared at the group of detectives who had gathered for the video conference.
He felt irritation and fury bubble within him as he looked at the faces of the useless detectives and security personnel. He wondered why he spent so much money on them if they couldn’t even guard his son! He picked up the transmuter on the table and threw it at the screen releasing some of his pent up fury.
He felt that he would explode i
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Arnold made Sarah sit comfortably on the bed and then taking her hand in his, he said, “ Sarah, Please talk to me. I know I am wrong. I was the one who was never there for you. What I did was wrong. I should never have accused you. I was never angry with you. I am angry with myself, with my incapacity to save my…our son.” When Sarah still didn’t respond Arnold felt disheartened and hopeless. He squeezed her hands and said in a pitiful voice, “Please…..”Sarah’s resolve broke when she saw her mighty husban
Fictitious Reality I WOULD DIE A HAPPY MAN
Sarah’s arms ached and she stretched herself to relieve some pain. Her hands landed on something soft and warm. This jolted her awake. She had slept alone most of her life. So, she sat up quickly to investigate the source. There lying in all glory was Arnold himself. Her cheeks reddened as she recalled their passion-filled lovemaking. A loud gasp escaped her mouth as the realization of what they had done, sank in. “Gosh!! What will we do now?” Sarah exclaimed loudly.
Fictitious Reality XONO DIGITOPOLIS ANNIHILATED
Sarah moved up and down the room like a caged tiger. Then she sat down but she kept shaking her legs and wringing her hands. Then she got up and started pacing again. She felt the knot in her stomach tighten as she waited for the clock to strike 10:00.The moment the clock struck ten she tapped the call button on her screen. “What was the verdict?” Sarah asked before Arnold could even say hello.
Fictitious Reality SPOTTING THE MOLE
Arnold paced around his office deep in thought. He felt his blood boil at the thought of what Mr. Rendall did. “The nerve of him to mess with me! Did he think that making me dance to his tune is a child’s play? Just wait and watch as I turn tables on him.” Arnold muttered resolutely and tapped on the screen.He called an emergency video conference of all the detectives and security personnel under him via his private satellite that was designed for emergencies such as this. Within moments all were online.
Fictitious Reality THE VIP CLUB
When it was 5 in the evening Arnold signaled his trusted Assistant Roasty. He had designed the robot in such a way that it couldn’t be controlled by the others and it responded to the commands given only by him. If someone else tried to control Roasty it would shut down instantly.“Roasty, You have to keep a watch on, screen number five. You should be able to see me at all times. In case you see me in danger deploy Squadron Spice ( A team of robots that have varying capabilities just like spices) to rescue me. Is that clear.”
Fictitious Reality ROASTY TO THE RESCUE
“Brother…..” Rendall said clapping Arnold’s back.“When I decided to invite you here, the only thing on my mind was to persuade you…….persuade you to withdraw your application. So that my path to becoming an immortal is clear.But, now that you are all trussed up and helpless, I feel that this is a wonderful opportunity to weed you out forever! What say, brother? Ha…ha….ha…” His evil laughter boomed in the room.
Fictitious Reality A DIFFICULT CHOICE
Sarah had begged Arnold relentlessly but he still went. She was left alone with her panic and worry. She tried hard to focus on the huge pile of work that had accumulated over the previous week but it was useless.Suddenly she started feeling a bit queasy in her stomach, bile rose to her throat and she had to rush to the bathroom to throw up. She came out of the bathroom and wiped her mouth with a towel. Drops of sweat beaded on her forehead.
Fictitious Reality STRUCK BY THE CUPID'S ARROW
When Sarah opened her eyes, she found Arnold sitting beside her on the bed. One of her hands was cocooned between his. He was staring at the wall with a desolate expression, deep in thought.“I don’t know what happened. Suddenly everything went black.” Sarah said sitting up.Arnold opened his mouth to say something but the words never came out. He sat there gazing into her eyes cluelessly. He didn’t know how to break this news to her?
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