September 21, 2011, sometime in the afternoon: He walked in, in a white and grey striped shirt with grey trousers. He was carrying a black shoulder bag. I failed to notice him the first time. He sat in a corner, quietly, watching, noting. When Naina started talking to the expats, he noticed her way of speaking and the things she had to say. His cold green eyes kept staring at her, amused. He wondered how someone could be so stupid as to trust expats and complain about other expats. He was noting what he must be careful about in future. The day went by with some more complaints and he kept pondering about Sia. How could such a beautiful woman be so silly? Or was she just a trouble maker? She had avoided eye-contact with him. She certainly had noticed him giving her a once over. He chuckled. This one was certainly a home breaker. He knew what he had to do. He did not sleep well that night or the nights that followed. In another corner of the city, in a cozy be...
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