Prisoned thoughts

The next day dawned as usual with sun spreading its golden rays over the earth,morning dew bathing petals of roses...
But not everyone was in a mood to enjoy the weather atleast not cynthia...

Cynthia,a girl in her early twenties is the perfect example of beauty with brains,her hair falls on her forehead in soft curls and the green eyes a with flashing smile can make any man go mad.... There,she was standing by window still dressed up in her silk pink night robe staring at empty sky,thinking about something from the past...

She was brought back to the reality due to the song of her cellphone..
It showed,"joe calling"...

Hello! Joe
Yeah cynth,morning are you ok?
No joe,am not... Did you find him?
Oh yeah! Cynth,i found where he lives,and will take care of him...
Thats brilliant bro!!!!
Anything,for you,my sweet sister...
Joe,hope,you remember, what i said..
Hmmm,dont worry,ill bring him there,rest is upto you,cynth...
I know,i can trust you,bro...
Take care cynth,got to go now,i will call you soon...
Ok joe,you too take care,love you bro...
Love you too cynth...
With this the line went dead...
Oh yeah!its the time for payback M.j.....
Her eyes had a sated look and lips showed a wicked smile...


At the same time,in another part of the city,two men came from dark into a room dressed up in crimson shades of light that was glistening on the old wooden furnitures that made the rats hide...
A man sitting on a couch asked them, What happened?
One of them replied,its been done...
Sounds of laugh filled the room...

(To be contd...)