It was a chilly evening.The blazing sun in the sky was blocked with dark grey clouds.Droplets of rain began to fell in large numbers.Peter quickly closed the window in his room.He sat down on his blue-coloured leather armchair and rested his head back.He was feeling tired after a hectic day on the roads,driving as a taxi driver.
Peter's armchair was facing the window.A jagged strike of lightning ripped the cold air apart.The light ray entered his room and shone on a silvery metal beside his window on a small shelf.He swept a glanced on the silver plate which was his award for the ''Best policeman in Purple Leaves Town''.Peter let of a smile and suddenly a fraction from his memory flashed through his mind.Some montages flew in.
In his head,he saw his police partner,Ben.Ben was lying down in a pool of crimson blood.He had been shot through his body.Peter carried him towards an ambulance,as he cried,"No!No!Stay with me Ben!Ben!"
Peter told himself,"If I had been more alert,all this might not had happen.With my carelessness,this was the consequences I had to pay,which was losing my friend!"
Peter still felt a remorse of regret.
This was what actually happened.It all started with an escaped convict...
End of Chapter 1-The Consequences
Chapter 2-The Escaped Convict
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