A loud, echoing c***k broke the afternoon silence like a gunshot; a street dog streaked out from under a parked car and flew out of sight. Yodhya had let out the most feminine shriek she could manage and sooner, loading of machine guns, and the sound of hurrying footsteps joined her shrieking from the main-entrance, and as though they had just been waiting for this signal; the warriors took launching positions.
‘Who is there?’ demanded a commanding voice not from afar and Yodhya felt her heart thumping beneath the sweat-soaked cloth. Nonetheless, she jumped on her feet, trying to scurry away from the crawling reptile, at the same time she shielded herself using her handbag and the folder she had had with her, containing all of her essential documents. Her cell phone fell from her hand
