The bored voice on the PA system droned in Virkar’s ears as he stood in the middle of the passenger concourse at the Churchgate railway station. He had been standing at the same spot for the past fifteen minutes. It was nearly 5.30 p.m. and the station was buzzing with activity. Local trains arri...
The realization flashed through Virkar’s mind as he watched Colasco writhing on the wooden dais. If it hadn’t been for the wood, Colasco would have died instantaneously, given that the shock had been potent enough to cause a flame to emanate from his body. However, the electrically-charged steel ...
Shut his eyes. Died. Porus detached the syringe needle from the man's listless throat. Trembling ever so slightly, he let go of the man's limp body. The body slumped on the cheap cushions lining the sofa. Porus scanned the body with his sharp, spark...