XIII-Diary

Ryan wondered why carter’s nameplate is still here, in the infirmary. He nodded yash to try the chamber in the third story. Even if Carter was a close associate of Russell but still, after the fight Russell should have removed it from there.
Yash said “may be he forgot about that?”

“That’s not possible because when you have a brawl with a certain individual you’ll jus try to avoid him or try to end his reality. But it’s weird for him to left the plate.”
“Let’s check what’s there inside the room?” Yash unlocked the room with the key’s he snatched from the sentry. The room was dark, and the air inside it was motionless as if the air molecules reached a static position.

Ryan’s attention was drawn towards a cabinet which was present at the edge of the room. It was a four number combination security device. Breathtakingly Ryan opened the lock.
Watching at this feat Yash asked him “how did you do that?” Ryan replied “Dude I’ve been borrowing money from my grandpa’s cubbyhole.”
“You mean, you used to steal money?”
“Its not called stealing its TIT FOR TAT, My grandpa used to lecture me all the time so in exchange I used to borrow 1000 bucks for one lecture.”

“Do you know Ryan? You’re an asshole.” Yash said to him with a ceased expression.
Ryan began searching the locker. He found some documents, cash and a diary.

To be continued……