At the Edifice of Donal.
A police van drove in suddenly.
Donal’s POV
The gentle breeze was blowing. And all the ornamental flowers were busy prostrating to the ground. In humble response to the force, strength, and direction of the wind.
A faint scent of the ornamentals filled the entire environment.
Birds were busy singing melodiously. Filling the earth with music. The euphony of the atmosphere was so calm and enjoyable.
I came out and stood under a tree that was standing very close to my car lot. Contemplating how my movement is going to look. I need to go and visit one of my managers for an important discussion.
I can't keep staying back at home all because we are searching for Sofia. Who may be enjoying herself in one man's house. And here we are wasting our energy and resour
