Synopsis

A tremor of unease ran through the CID headquarters. News had reached them – an attack, a disruption, a chaos that had seized the very heart of their operations. Interpol was involved, and the details painted a grim picture. The prime suspect, whispers carried on the stale air, was Nakul, the son of ACP Vikram. A past wound, eight years old, festered beneath the surface. A shooting. A betrayal. The echoes of that day seemed to reverberate within the walls of the CID, a dark counterpoint to t