Friday, 10 June 2016
The thoughts running through my head at this point weren’t good.
Obviously, what had happened here was that someone - some criminal - had found out who he was. The other voices I could hear were from one of the criminal gangs he investigates. Possibly the Mafia. Yes, that's it. The Mafia jumped from behind and he was now being tortured. Or worse. That meant I was now a witness in a federal crime.
Friday, 3 June 2016
Tuesday, 21 January 2014
One day, I was driving to university. It was 1993, but that's about all I remember. It could have been any of the four seasons, though i do recall that the day was overcast. The day itself is not important, but as I type some details are slowly coming back to me. It's weird how the human mind works like that.