The Redemption of a Soul

- Sesily Viagappan

The darkness and humidity of a midnight downpour made the road look even more formidable. Dr. Raghavan’s black BMW was tearing through the suburban road like a black panther slicing through the night. The exhaustion of a difficult surgery performed earlier that day was visible in his eyes. Even the car’s AC couldn't fully wipe away the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

As soft Western music played on the stereo, his phone rang, cutting through the me

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