Starting Fresh

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"Mr. Royappan. If you can not control your anger then there will be serious consequences!" A burly man shouts, slamming his fists on the table.

" We are the police force. The people trust us. Then how the **** can you expect me to stay calm when we have a list of ten people who've been missing for the past two weeks!" Mr.Royappan, the younger man, rages, his eyes bloodshot.

"You must learn to leave it. It's not even your case so keep your nose out of it and stick to the minor crimes. Do not forgot that you are merely a low rank officer unlike myself- mind your place." The burly man wags his finger in front of Mr. Royappan's face, clenching his teeth.

The warm Chennai air fills the room as the two men glare at each other. Slamming his hands on the table, Mr. Royappan lets out a sigh. "I quit. Unlike some people I cannot be a jerk and ignore when people are in need of help." He says, a small shine appearing in his eyes.

"Then get out. NOW!" The burly man yells, sending a strong vibration through the room.

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