Rick's Modus Operandi

Chapter - 165

The ICU was once again shrouded in a chaotic mess of police tape and evidence markers, like some twisted déjà vu from hell. The air crackled with tension as officers swarmed the scene, faces grim with the weight of the situation.

It was like a sick joke played by fate, a cruel irony that spat in the face of logic. Here they were again, in the same damn place, dealing with the same damn scenario.

It was almost as similar to the morning. The attackers came to the same ICU, fought with the same man, and again the attackers were dead, with the same excuse of self-defence.

They were yet to get any clue or even the identity of the dead man from the morning and now another, exactly similar case was staring at their face. They marked and tagged all the evidences. And were discussing among themselves.

"What a freaking day, huh? We are back in the same damn spot, surrounded by the same damn faces, dealing with another mess!"