With shaky steps, Manohar stepped on to the stage. One of his assistants was perched against a wall a few feet away. Another blindfolded him and handed the knife.
Before panic could unsettle his nerves, he swirled the knife in one fleeting motion. The loud cheers from the crowd told him that he had succeeded.
He removed the blindfold. The guilt of the past, when in a drunken stupor, he had missed the mark and fatally killed his assistant, still haunted him. After 12 years in jail, he had once again wanted to be the ace marksman he was known as.