sarab

Frowns  covering his forehead   he was driving  in a siren  shrieking police  vehicle  towards the  factory of lieutenant Carl mills , accompanied by his newly inducted young driver Simon  who with  quite  easy expertise could drive  on any type of  edges  angular or haphazard  route,  on the back seat there was another young  man kurse brown   a constable  appointed six months ago   , he sat very alert and smartly,  their destination was Carl  mills factory,  though  Carl mills had spent  most of his life in various American  provinces   and usually American cities are glittery and glamorous  but Carl mills was a most honest man and he decided to spend his  retired life in a  small township    with natural scenery  nestled amidst  green valleys  and after some time he  bought some land  in the valley and opened a milk factory,  within five minutes they reached the  milk factory  where  Carl mills  lay dead on the floor  his eyes wide open with horror