Monday 19 March 2012

Ego sum qui sum

What was it that held those people back from looking for a better life? Was it that they hoped for a better tomorrow? For a day when the sun would shine brighter for them? Or was it that they had no hope left anymore?

Drake started to observe the sweatshops more carefully. He would visit them every night and observe from afar. People were working silently  there, non-stop. He asked to be assigned to the southern projects for his daily cop patrols and since there was no high demand in the task force for those areas, the patrol shifts for the projects were all his.

It didn't take Drake long to notice that some of the people working at the sweatshops were doing 10 and 12 hour shifts day in and day out. What was it that forced those people to work that hard. The sweatshop owners were supposedly running a legit business and Drake's reports about the workers' exploitation were completely ignored by his superiors until at some point, they decided to rid themselves from his nuisance and got him transferred to the traffic department.

Well, Drake was as stubborn as a mule. And being a traffic warden during the day, was not going to stop him from being a superhero at night ...

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