Suspenseful Thriller - The Mysterious Basement of Summer City

            

                                                                 An Excerpt

            Ravi Kiran mutely nodded his head.  He was anxious to get on

 with his work.  It was his first day in office, his clients were waiting

 for him in the lobby and here he was, hobnobbing with the police. 

What would everyone think?  What did this portend for the future of

 that commercial complex?  Things obviously didn’t augur well for

 Summer City!

           Meanwhile, Dwarka Charan’s entire family had turned up

 there and was waiting for the elevator to go to the fifth floor.  The

 priest was there too!  Pacing furiously in the lobby!  How his time

 had been wasted!  Precious time!  He could’ve minted money on

 this auspicious day!

           The elevator’s doors opened and out came Manish, Dwarka

 Charan’s son who had gone upstairs and found his father’s office

 locked. “The office is locked Ma.  May be Papa has gone out for

 some work.”  The priest grew even more agitated.

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The copyright of this novel is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan. 

This debut novel of mine, was adjudged as the second prize-winner, in a novel-writing contest organized by Vishwakarma Publications, Pune. It has got a 5 star rating at Amazon.in.

Intrigued? Kindly read this novel on Kindle and Paperback at www.amazon.com.  Eagerly looking forward to your reviews. Thanks. Priya

The Mysterious Basement of Summer City - My debut, second-prize winning novel!

  

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                                                                 An Excerpt

          Back on her chair, she gulped a whole bottle of water and wiped the beads of perspiration from her forehead.  Then she called Dwarka Charan on the intercom and told him in a nervous and cracking voice.  “He isn’t there, Sir.  Now I can’t even spot the security guards anywhere!”

        “O.K. let’s wait and see,” he said.  Then he remembered that he could ask her to see if his car was there.  When he gave her his car number and requested her, she demurred saying in a scared voice, “Sir, kindly go there yourself.  I’m scared to go in there alone, with no one around.  I hope you understand, Sir,” she said apologetically. 

        “Yes of course, I do,” he said, realizing that girls were always worried about the safety of their modesty, so naturally the receptionist was reluctant to venture there, all alone.  She was a young girl of around 18 years, cute and vulnerable-looking.  He decided to lock his office and go down to investigate.  Once downstairs, he apologized to her personally for troubling her and went downstairs to the basement.  As he went out of the lobby, he surreptitiously dialed Hariprasad’s number.  It was dead.  He walked into the basement.  

 

                                                           End of the Excerpt

        

The copyright of this novel is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan. 

This debut novel of mine, was adjudged as the second prize-winner, in a novel-writing contest organized by Vishwakarma Publications, Pune. It has got a 5 star rating at Amazon.in.

Intrigued? Kindly read this novel on Kindle and Paperback at www.amazon.com.  Eagerly looking forward to your reviews.