He was a chameleon. He could change his appearance in seconds. He was a master in disguise and he could baffle the best in the game (read CIA, FBI, KGB, etc) So, what looked like a man looking into her eyes and playing the rituals of dating, to the girl in the group, was actually the chameleon observing the entrance of the bar behind the girl, near where the group was busy celebrating. It was all in his sinister plan. To wait for Alex to enter the bar and then go for the kill!

There is a story within all of us that we want to tell one day.

There is a story, within all of us, that we want to tell one day.

Some stories remain incomplete but they are beautiful.

Some stories can never leave you. They stay with you forever.