“The winter is coming,” said the man in dapper outfit, dressed in a smart blazer and a wayfarer.
After no response for few minutes, he uttered those words once again.
“5 Kg Cocaine!” He said.
“But it’s still monsoon!” I said and raised my gun.
There was deafening silence for a while as cops surrounded him.
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