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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...
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When Rajesh reached Avinash’s chawl in Goregaon, he was met by a Deputy Central Intelligence Officer from the Intelligence Bureau, who had three sub-ordinate officers with him. Rajesh was accompanied by an Inspector and two...
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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...
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‘Sir, I think we should ignore this one,’ Felix told the Police Commissioner.
‘Once bitten, twice shy, eh?’
‘Given a choice, I will never act on a tip off again, Sir.’ The rest of the men looked...
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Indradeep and his wife lived in Chistye Prudy, an old and prestigious Moscow neighbourhood, which got its name from Chisty Prud, a large pond which saw boats in summer and ice-skaters in winter. Less than...
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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...
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Opesh’s wife was not pleased to see Ravi and she knew that Opesh would be even less pleased when he came home that night. Ravi was totally dishevelled and Holambe asked for some food to...
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When Rajesh and Inspector Makarand reached Dadar Railway Station with Etayya, night had fallen and even more policemen had arrived. Rajesh had called Felix enroute and alerted him and so they were met by a...
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Rajesh, his mother, uncle and aunt landed outside Anjali’s doorstep at the appointed hour. As Rajesh rang the bell, his uncle said, ‘I would hate to live in a rabbit-hole like this. I wonder how...
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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...
