Saturday, January 25, 2014

Short Story - Secrets of a town called Razia

The Slashed Wrists continued...
When he retired for the night, he thought he heard the sound of a car. Tired with endless research, he decided to sleep but suddenly jerked out of bed and slid through the back door just in time to see the car drive quietly away. He picked up Maria's bike lying in the garden and sped after the car unnoticed.

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