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"Why is he running away like a thief??" the girl frowned trying to look from in between the trees of the park, which were blocking her view.
The guards were running rapidly after him, while every passer by looked at them, thinking that they are probably catching a thief.
"And why did they take their guns with them. The man is so scared." She clenched her fist on the bar of the glass railing in front of her, bending her neck to look what was happening. The man with spectacles had now exited from the garden and was once again running on the foot path, while the guards were running after him, waving their hands at him. She could now her them shout out to the man. "Our madam is calling you for interview. She will not harm you. Why are you running??!!"
Ezra pressed her forehead with her hand, nodding her head in a 'no.' They do not even know that he is not scared of me but scared of their guns. The guards were now looking clearly frustrated, when one of them took out a gun from his holster and pointed it at him.
"Stop!! Or I will shoot you!!" the man shouted looking at the rapidly running away man, with the tiny puppy secured in his bag.
"NOO!!" Ezra shrieked looking at the man's gun. "He is not a thief. Why are you pointing your gun at him?" she shouted in helplessness.
The man sprinted even more rapidly looking at the gun, when suddenly there was loud noise of the bullet being shot, right there at the road.
Ezra gaped at the guard in horror. The man had shot a bullet in the middle of busy road in the air. Instantly, several police sirens could be heard and from a distance Ezra could see the police vehicles approaching the man with spectacles. The car halted right in front of the man stopping him from running away and before Ezra could do anything, the police were already running out of their cars, pointing their guns at the innocent man. "So much for taking his interview."
She quickly dialled a number on her phone. "Hello, Steve! The police have caught an innocent man. The guards were just running towards him, because I wanted to take his interview. Go and save the poor boy and call him here." He girl spoke rapidly.
"Yes madam. I am on my way!" a male's voice echoed over the speaker and he could be heard running outside rapidly before cutting the call.
Ezra looked at the man carrying the dog, who had now raised his hands in confusion looking at so many cars blocking is way and guns pointing at him. The tiny puppy had now hid its face inside the bag and only its nose was visible a bit. "Oh dear. This is not good. Where are the guards?" She turned her neck and saw the guards were now rapidly running towards the police men, still waving their hands at them. They still appeared to have been running after a thief.
The policemen looked at the boy and immediately locked his hands with the handcuffs, above his head, still pointing their guns at him. The police now seemed to be waiting for the guards to come, so that they could now know, what crime the boy had committed.
Just then Ezra saw a suited man; run rapidly towards the police men and she heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank god Steve has reached. He will handle the situation." Ezra felt a bit relaxed looking at her manager who was now about to reach them.
"But... sir, I just saved the dog. Why are you all after me? Of course it was just an interview, why would I commit suicide if that's what you think I was doing." The man with spectacles spoke in nervousness, with his hands up in the air looking at the policemen.
"Shut up and keep your hands up. Let the guards come and we will know what you have done." The police man threatened him with a gun and the boy instantly raised his hands, standing quietly waiting for the guards. He was now wondering what wrong he could have committed? "Is begging for interview a crime? Is saving the dog a crime? No! Then what could I have done, that these people are after me? My doc.u.ments are real... I payed the taxi fare... I just brushed my teeth and ate cereals. Hmm... Nothing.... I did not do any crime. I AM INNOCENT OFFICER! OPEN MY HANDCUFFS." The man who was earlier validating his statement by remembering what he did the entire day, was now sure that he was innocent thus he shouted looking at the officer.
"Shut up! We will soon know about that." The officer glared at him, bringing gun close to his forehead.
''He is right officer." A voice came from behind them and they turned to look at a middle aged man, totally out of breath. He had bent his body a bit, gasping for air.
"What do you mean? There was a gun shot in the middle of the road. The guards were running after him." The policeman looked at Steve, still pointing his gun at the boy.
"I am Steve Mathew, the manager of Cheryl blossoms. Those are our company guards and there is a slight confusion. Our boss had called him for an interview and thus the guards were chasing him to give him the message. It is our fault. The guard should not have shot the bullet in air." Steve spoke in a professional manner convincing the copes.
Till then the guards too reached the sight and looked at the man with spectacles.
"Why were.. you running away? We.. we.. were just calling you for interview. The guard spoke, who was by now totally out of breaths.
"Is this a way to call for interview? With so many guns?? Come for the interview or we will shoot you?? Is this how you guys work?" the boy's anger had now spiked up, hearing the guard's words.
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"Why is he running away like a thief??" the girl frowned trying to look from in between the trees of the park, which were blocking her view.
The guards were running rapidly after him, while every passer by looked at them, thinking that they are probably catching a thief.
"And why did they take their guns with them. The man is so scared." She clenched her fist on the bar of the glass railing in front of her, bending her neck to look what was happening. The man with spectacles had now exited from the garden and was once again running on the foot path, while the guards were running after him, waving their hands at him. She could now her them shout out to the man. "Our madam is calling you for interview. She will not harm you. Why are you running??!!"
Ezra pressed her forehead with her hand, nodding her head in a 'no.' They do not even know that he is not scared of me but scared of their guns. The guards were now looking clearly frustrated, when one of them took out a gun from his holster and pointed it at him.
"Stop!! Or I will shoot you!!" the man shouted looking at the rapidly running away man, with the tiny puppy secured in his bag.
"NOO!!" Ezra shrieked looking at the man's gun. "He is not a thief. Why are you pointing your gun at him?" she shouted in helplessness.
The man sprinted even more rapidly looking at the gun, when suddenly there was loud noise of the bullet being shot, right there at the road.
Ezra gaped at the guard in horror. The man had shot a bullet in the middle of busy road in the air. Instantly, several police sirens could be heard and from a distance Ezra could see the police vehicles approaching the man with spectacles. The car halted right in front of the man stopping him from running away and before Ezra could do anything, the police were already running out of their cars, pointing their guns at the innocent man. "So much for taking his interview."
She quickly dialled a number on her phone. "Hello, Steve! The police have caught an innocent man. The guards were just running towards him, because I wanted to take his interview. Go and save the poor boy and call him here." He girl spoke rapidly.
"Yes madam. I am on my way!" a male's voice echoed over the speaker and he could be heard running outside rapidly before cutting the call.
Ezra looked at the man carrying the dog, who had now raised his hands in confusion looking at so many cars blocking is way and guns pointing at him. The tiny puppy had now hid its face inside the bag and only its nose was visible a bit. "Oh dear. This is not good. Where are the guards?" She turned her neck and saw the guards were now rapidly running towards the police men, still waving their hands at them. They still appeared to have been running after a thief.
The policemen looked at the boy and immediately locked his hands with the handcuffs, above his head, still pointing their guns at him. The police now seemed to be waiting for the guards to come, so that they could now know, what crime the boy had committed.
Just then Ezra saw a suited man; run rapidly towards the police men and she heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank god Steve has reached. He will handle the situation." Ezra felt a bit relaxed looking at her manager who was now about to reach them.
"But... sir, I just saved the dog. Why are you all after me? Of course it was just an interview, why would I commit suicide if that's what you think I was doing." The man with spectacles spoke in nervousness, with his hands up in the air looking at the policemen.
"Shut up and keep your hands up. Let the guards come and we will know what you have done." The police man threatened him with a gun and the boy instantly raised his hands, standing quietly waiting for the guards. He was now wondering what wrong he could have committed? "Is begging for interview a crime? Is saving the dog a crime? No! Then what could I have done, that these people are after me? My doc.u.ments are real... I payed the taxi fare... I just brushed my teeth and ate cereals. Hmm... Nothing.... I did not do any crime. I AM INNOCENT OFFICER! OPEN MY HANDCUFFS." The man who was earlier validating his statement by remembering what he did the entire day, was now sure that he was innocent thus he shouted looking at the officer.
"Shut up! We will soon know about that." The officer glared at him, bringing gun close to his forehead.
''He is right officer." A voice came from behind them and they turned to look at a middle aged man, totally out of breath. He had bent his body a bit, gasping for air.
"What do you mean? There was a gun shot in the middle of the road. The guards were running after him." The policeman looked at Steve, still pointing his gun at the boy.
"I am Steve Mathew, the manager of Cheryl blossoms. Those are our company guards and there is a slight confusion. Our boss had called him for an interview and thus the guards were chasing him to give him the message. It is our fault. The guard should not have shot the bullet in air." Steve spoke in a professional manner convincing the copes.
Till then the guards too reached the sight and looked at the man with spectacles.
"Why were.. you running away? We.. we.. were just calling you for interview. The guard spoke, who was by now totally out of breaths.
"Is this a way to call for interview? With so many guns?? Come for the interview or we will shoot you?? Is this how you guys work?" the boy's anger had now spiked up, hearing the guard's words.
"Why is he running away like a thief??" the girl frowned trying to look from in between the trees of the park, which were blocking her view. The guards were running rapidly after him, while every passer by looked at them, thinking that they are probably catching a thief. "And why did they take their guns with them. The man is so scared." She clenched her fist on the bar of the glass railing in front of her, bending her neck to look what was happening. The man with spectacles had now exited from the garden and was once again running on the foot path, while the guards were running after him, waving their hands at him. She could now her them shout out to the man. "Our madam is calling you for interview. She will not harm you. Why are you running??!!" Ezra pressed her forehead with her hand, nodding her head in a 'no.' They do not even know that he is not scared of me but scared of their guns. The guards were now looking clearly frustrated, when one of them took out a gun from his holster and pointed it at him. "Stop!! Or I will shoot you!!" the man shouted looking at the rapidly running away man, with the tiny puppy secured in his bag. "NOO!!" Ezra shrieked looking at the man's gun. "He is not a thief. Why are you pointing your gun at him?" she shouted in helplessness. The man sprinted even more rapidly looking at the gun, when suddenly there was loud noise of the bullet being shot, right there at the road. Ezra gaped at the guard in horror. The man had shot a bullet in the middle of busy road in the air. Instantly, several police sirens could be heard and from a distance Ezra could see the police vehicles approaching the man with spectacles. The car halted right in front of the man stopping him from running away and before Ezra could do anything, the police were already running out of their cars, pointing their guns at the innocent man. "So much for taking his interview." She quickly dialled a number on her phone. "Hello, Steve! The police have caught an innocent man. The guards were just running towards him, because I wanted to take his interview. Go and save the poor boy and call him here." He girl spoke rapidly. "Yes madam. I am on my way!" a male's voice echoed over the speaker and he could be heard running outside rapidly before cutting the call. Ezra looked at the man carrying the dog, who had now raised his hands in confusion looking at so many cars blocking is way and guns pointing at him. The tiny puppy had now hid its face inside the bag and only its nose was visible a bit. "Oh dear. This is not good. Where are the guards?" She turned her neck and saw the guards were now rapidly running towards the police men, still waving their hands at them. They still appeared to have been running after a thief. The policemen looked at the boy and immediately locked his hands with the handcuffs, above his head, still pointing their guns at him. The police now seemed to be waiting for the guards to come, so that they could now know, what crime the boy had committed. Just then Ezra saw a suited man; run rapidly towards the police men and she heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank god Steve has reached. He will handle the situation." Ezra felt a bit relaxed looking at her manager who was now about to reach them. "But... sir, I just saved the dog. Why are you all after me? Of course it was just an interview, why would I commit suicide if that's what you think I was doing." The man with spectacles spoke in nervousness, with his hands up in the air looking at the policemen. "Shut up and keep your hands up. Let the guards come and we will know what you have done." The police man threatened him with a gun and the boy instantly raised his hands, standing quietly waiting for the guards. He was now wondering what wrong he could have committed? "Is begging for interview a crime? Is saving the dog a crime? No! Then what could I have done, that these people are after me? My doc.u.ments are real... I payed the taxi fare... I just brushed my teeth and ate cereals. Hmm... Nothing.... I did not do any crime. I AM INNOCENT OFFICER! OPEN MY HANDCUFFS." The man who was earlier validating his statement by remembering what he did the entire day, was now sure that he was innocent thus he shouted looking at the officer. "Shut up! We will soon know about that." The officer glared at him, bringing gun close to his forehead. ''He is right officer." A voice came from behind them and they turned to look at a middle aged man, totally out of breath. He had bent his body a bit, gasping for air. "What do you mean? There was a gun shot in the middle of the road. The guards were running after him." The policeman looked at Steve, still pointing his gun at the boy. "I am Steve Mathew, the manager of Cheryl blossoms. Those are our company guards and there is a slight confusion. Our boss had called him for an interview and thus the guards were chasing him to give him the message. It is our fault. The guard should not have shot the bullet in air." Steve spoke in a professional manner convincing the copes. Till then the guards too reached the sight and looked at the man with spectacles. "Why were.. you running away? We.. we.. were just calling you for interview. The guard spoke, who was by now totally out of breaths. "Is this a way to call for interview? With so many guns?? Come for the interview or we will shoot you?? Is this how you guys work?" the boy's anger had now spiked up, hearing the guard's words.
