The Monsoon Letters: Part 2

The twilight deepened around the Red Cross camp, the sunset's last embers fading as Ramesh's desperate cry-"Arjun... Neha..."-echoed in the cool, jasmine-scented air. The postman's trembling finger pointed toward the forest, where Captain Reginald Holt's squad hunted the black Royal Enfield's tyre marks, unaware they were closing in on Arjun Dev, the masked avenger. Ramesh's revelation of Neha's abduction, Holt's vile demand to "sell" her within two days, struck Arjun like a blade, his hidden feelings for Liza momentarily overshadowed by a surge of resolve. Kneeling beside Ramesh, Arjun's face hardened, his voice steady despite the storm within. "I think I need to go help him," he said, his words a vow cloaked in the guise of a nonviolent freedom fighter, though his avenger's instincts burned beneath.

Pages: 65, Paperback, Independently published