Prologue
Virat’s phone rang interrupting his solitude.
It was an unknown number. He closed the file he had been going through and picked it up. One of the perks of being a public servant, he had to be accessible to anyone at all times.
“Hello…ACP Chavan here!”
“Virat Mamu?”
He jerked awake at the girl’s voice at the other end. It was Harinee.
His heart skipped a beat. Then many one after the other. Why was Harinee calling him? And that too from an unknown number? Was she safe? He absent mindedly checked the time on his watch. This was her school time. So was she at school? And whose number was that?
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Friends, this is a short writeup which I wrote during a flight. Ab do ghante main kya likh sakti houn, iska pata chal jayega aap sabko.
Till then predict and enjoy.
Sagi.