the policeman's reward

The young policeman known as Inspector Noubel was walking in the shadow of towering police headquarters.

A witness of crime, he was an honest man and pledged to testify as young and testy he was.

The shiny silver Mercedes suddenly came, took a swift dangerous turn around the square; the young soul's nimble body jumped, and his bones inside got churned.

His limbs flailing all around, his eye confused they rolled, his head hung in mid-air; the gravity now doing its job, Noubel dropped with a thud.

He yesterday bought that new uniform, which decorated his body now; thinking of wife, he shut his eyes as his spirit flee.