Vivaan slapped the CPU in frustration and struck the table with mouse in his desperate attempt to revive his computer again. The picture on the screen seemed to have broken into tens of pieces and intermittent blue lines had appeared on screen.
She sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood-stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. She sighed a breath of ecstasy with her last sip from her cup. ‘Ridiculously