Synopsis

The phone trembled in his hand as he spoke with Lalit, a casual conversation abruptly shattered by the sharp crack of gunfire. A sickening realization washed over him – the sound echoed from Lalit’s residence. He was on a call with his friend, and now, danger. Minutes later, the arrival of the CID was a flurry of controlled chaos. They found Lalit, a single bullet wound marring his chest. Hands moved with practiced urgency, whisking him away to the hospital. The seasoned officers surveyed the