DREADED HUGS

Who? Who was it? Who was doing it all behind his back? He frowned. Who... After all the work, he at last got some time to sit and think about everything, carefully and precisely. There was a load of work on his shoulders since past few days and he had to catch up with all the things. With mafia and with the business, both. He couldn't get time in his busy schedule to analyse all the occurings around him. He had been receiving reports from his people in the intelligence agencies that they have already started the mission of sending him jail. Precisely, a new head has came and he wanted to run the system with what they call-'fairness' He almost scoffed at the thought. It wasn't new to him. Many came and many were gone. And with their own hands they sold their faith and 'fairness' to him. Knelt infront him, begging on their knees. He will see how far this new chief will go. How far But still the puzzle was not solved. He kept on tapping his fingers against his forehead. Who kidnapped Moaz