It's 7:30. Birds are chirping. There are heavy clouds covering the sky. There was light thunder sound from the clouds.

The three of them got out of the police car after reaching there assigned area to patrol at.

Zohaib looked at the clouds and thought to himself, we can expect rain today I guess.

They area that they were assigned, had narrow streets. On these streets a small car could be driven through in one direction, covering the entire street.

On both opposite sides of the streets were houses and shops.

These streets weren't lively. There were people lying around, leaning on the houses after taking drugs and alcohol, wasted.

"This place stinks of vomit and alcohol", Josif said.

"Disgusting", Shamil said to himself, looking.

There were men, women, elderly, and even teenagers as well lying on the road.

"What should we do with them?", Josif said as he looked at Zohaib, tilting his head a little.

Zohaib replied in an uninterested tone, "This doesn't concerns us, we'll just take our positions and patrol the area."

"We'll look for disturbance and if we see any, we'll try to deal with it in a reasonable way as we were told by Jennifer. However, do not engage, until you fully understanding the situation." Zohaib said, taking the role of the leader.

"You two patrol together and I'll go alone. We'll meet in this exact same location 2 hours from now.", Zohaib said to them, folding his hands.

"Understood", Shamil responded without any hesitation.

"And yes, one more thing, if there's bitterness in the atmosphere towards us don't get mad and do something reckless. Just take notice of the situation and note it down. We can discuss with Kellan when we reach the police station, Understood", Zohaib said while looking at Shamil specifically.

Both Josif, and Shamil node at Zohaib and began there patrol and Zohaib separated from them and took a different route on foot.

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The uniform the three of them were wearing, were of dark bluish color, with small but note-able badge on the left side of the chest. It was a square of while color representing that they were new.

On the back of the uniform was a huge circle that represented the Full Moon.

Zohaib was walking down the street, lost in his thoughts until he heard a rustle in a small alley, he went to inspect, and saw that a man kicked a woman, making her fall into a small landfill on the side.

"Fucking bitch, almost bit me", the man said as he zipped his pants.

He looked towards the woman, and said, "You sure have a good face and a body, you'll go very far in this business, if you just do your job the right way."

As he said, his eyes caught Zohaib entering the alley.

The man scoffed and said, "Hah, a cop."

Zohaib paid no attention to him as he walked passed him. As the man was leaving the area, he said to Zohaib, "Don't put it in the mouth, she bites.", and left.

Zohaib extended his hand towards the woman. She slapped his hand away and said in a irritated tone, "Get lost, I don't need help from a fucking cop, I can stand on my on."

Zohaib did not say anything. And walked away leaving the alley with a stone cold look on his face.

Irritated. The woman looked towards him and said in an extremely mocking manner, "Don't you go about and think that you're some hot shot just because you wore a fucking uniform you're gonna get yourself in big trouble."

Zohaib turned around and just looked at her.

She felt a chill down her spine as Zohaib cold gaze met hers.

She became even more irritated.

What is this? Why is he looking at me like that? As if I'm some pig oinking at him. What is this face that he's making? Is this disgust? Is he disgusted of my presence. She thought to herself.

"You...", as she was about say something, Zohaib cut her mid-sentence saying, "Take care of yourself miss. And...", a light smile appeared on his face, "I appreciate the warning. I bid you farewell", and he left her turning around, leaving the alley.

She was left dumbfounded, because she wasn't able to make sense of what just happened.

She fell to her knees, not because of fear but because of her inability to understand the situation. In this city, prostitution was a glorified profession.

For the first time in her life, since she started her profession as a prostitute, she felt as if she were filth in the gaze of another man, in a world, where beauty and sex was glorified by men.

These people will never be able to grasp the reality. Just like everything and anything in life, beauty is a fleeting quality. No matter how much a person tries to preserve it, eventually it will disappear with old age.

And even if it doesn't, it gets tasteless. Beautiful is beautiful if it's unique, but if it becomes ordinary it looses it's charm.

And something is unique at a certain moment, if it becomes something that you experience every and anytime, it becomes ordinary. That is the reality of beauty. Huh too bad they'll never understand, and even if they do they'll choose to remain ignorant of this fact.

What a sad reality.

Indeed!

What a sad reality.

As Zohaib was thinking to himself.

Doosh

A loud thunder roar. And after about 5 seconds, the rain begin to pour down on the city. The streets that were quite, immediately was filled with chatter sounds of raindrops hitting the rooftops, the ground, and parked cars.