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The DGP insisted that before Rajesh officially submitted his report, a draft be provided to him for review and comments. Rajesh emailed his report to the DGP and to the Police Commissioner, who took barely...
Editor: Read Chapter XLIV here.
When surrounded by the police, Holambe and the three other Maoists put up their hands in the air and surrendered without a fight, an action, which saved their lives. They were whisked away to a...
Editor: Read Chapter XXVII here.
When a saree clad, working class woman in her early thirties landed up outside Sampat, the building in Chembur where Tarun owned a flat and in which Yaroslav had stayed, the security guards barely stirred...
Editor: Read Chapter XVI here.
‘I can’t believe we didn’t find any useful finger prints!’ the DGP rumbled.
‘Sir, we’ve done our best,’ the Additional DGP who headed the Crime Branch, which in turn controlled the finger print bureau, said. ‘At...
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The wireless operator who burst into Rajesh’s tent was panting so much that his words were barely coherent. Rajesh looked up from his laptop with a jerk, a small frown on his forehead, his heartbeat...
Editor: Read Chapter XXXIII here.
Ravi was irked by the Maoists’ suggestion that they observe the building for an hour before moving in. However, he had no choice but to obey them. Teji and Holambe had made it clear that...
Editor: Read Chapter XIV here.
When Rajesh received the DIG’s summons, he expected to be asked for his views on interrogating Etayya and how best the new prisoner could be used to win the war against Maoism in Gadhchiroli.
‘You...
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Yaroslav nearly spilt his coffee when the pretty newsreader on TV announced the attacks in Mumbai. He was at breakfast with his wife and fourteen-year old son who was in his school uniform. His wife...
Editor: Read Chapter XXVI here.
Yaroslav was in a terrible mood ever since he heard that Indian security forces had killed a large group of men who had been on their way to attack another building. Sergei was yet to...
Editor: Read Chapter XXXV here.
Teji leaned back on the comfortably padded seat as she enjoyed the train ride, her second on a Mumbai local. Whoever said Mumbai trains are always crowded and uncomfortable had obviously got something wrong, Teji...
