An Old Photograph

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Ranveer's Point Of View: The man who stood behind me, was a heavily built man. He had a sharp chin with eyes which seemed to analyse everything in front of them. He held a pleasant smile on his face but somehow I felt that he was not very genuine about it. His eyes were coal black with a distinct look which made sure that the person looking at them was scared to death. He was nearly Vinod's age. The perfect Gangster. I thought as he walked up to me. His eyes fixed on my face. "Ranveer.", He said, his deep voice seemed to be much more dangerous than himself. He had a dominative personality, there was no doubt about it. "Boss.", I said sounding confident as ever. His smile widened a little as he pulled me into a hug. "I thought I would never meet you.", He whispered softly, I felt a

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