As if the bitter cold of wintry Bangalore mornings was not enough, Sanju’s hands were bound so tight that his fingers had gone numb and he couldn’t manipulate them.
Although his kidnappers had taken precautions in terms of not letting him know anything about his surroundings, they had not anticipated one important thing.
When he was released Sanju confidently told the policemen that they should start their search in the old libraries of Bangalore. As a teenager he had spent so much time in these places that the smell of old books was something he was extremely familiar with.
This post has been written for the following prompts
The Write Tribe Wednesday Prompt where the post had to be about the smell of old books
The Three Word Wednesday Prompt where the post had to include the words bitter, manipulate and tight