31st December, at 7 PM. Like every year, he was busy discovering new girls at a pub. Playing with women’s hearts was his favourite hobby. His eyes never failed to locate hot girls.
“Hey, baby! your place or mine?” He enquired about a gorgeous damsel.
“Of course mine! Room 349 at La’Meridian. 11.30 PM,” she said and left.
Having reached La’ Meridian at 11.30, he stood perplexed as he saw the keys on the door of Room 349.
After 5 minutes, he opened the door and saw police officers raising guns at him.
“Where is the Black money?”
The gorgeous damsel was an income tax officer.
