A young boy escaped from his abusive guardian to get his freedom, to make his life less suffering. In the meantime he found his love, but circumstances never let them be together. 
After his accident he started a new life as a writer and portrayed his own life in the mean of writing. As he wrote more novels, his dark and twisted secret evolved to his readers. 
His dark past involved crimes he had done, as well as the abuse he had suffered.

He Left With Nothing

“Did he come?” an icy voice asked behind a high armchair, facing backward while a day in a black officer skirt and blazers stood upright, as if she came from a military family. 


“He did, sir.” She said, her voice so melodramatic that it sounded like a sarcasm. 


“Was it really him?” asked the male voice behind the chair. He sounded like a worn out crow, barely managing to say those words. Clearly, he was nervous. Nervous to know if the person she met was really someone he expected. 


“Sir. As far as I know. You asked me to search for him. And he was not near the one you described,” she said, eyeing at his boss, who turned a bit, but his face was not clear to see his expression. Her hands occupied a thick file, half opened to a page where a detailed bio data was written about someone named Ryan Welsh, which missed the crucial part of the details, his photo. 


Chapter 41: Keep a look out