Editor: Read Chapter XXXIX here.
Indradeep Ghosh’s call to the DIA’s Director General was put through immediately.
‘What news?’
‘Sir, I have a pen drive with photos of men undergoing some form of military training and a Tracker for a GPS chip...
Editor: Read Chapter XII here.
Rajesh and Anjali were back on talking terms, but conversations didn’t last long. Rajesh asked himself if he was still in love with her. He had sometimes been on the verge of telling her that...
Editor: Read Chapter XVII here.
Tarun counted twenty ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ posters, each with pictures of twelve men, before he stopped counting. His heart had stopped when he got a call telling him of the posters that had appeared...
Editor: Read Chapter XXI here.
After the men had their dinner, they assembled for a pre-operations briefing.
‘We are going to change our tactics a little bit. Henceforth, we will only attack large commercial buildings and the attacks will be carried...
Editor: Read Chapter XXVIII here.
‘Back to square one, are we?’ the Police Commissioner asked the grim-faced men in the war room. The only response he received was stony-faced silence.
‘Someone please explain to me why we agreed that every attacker...
Editor: Read Chapter XXIV here.
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...
Editor: Read Chapter XXV here.
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...
Editor: Read Chapter XXIII here.
The National Security Guards’s (NSG's) 51 Special Action Group specialized in counter terrorist operations and sixty of the one hundred strong NSG continent deployed in Mumbai were in position for the ambush on that December...
Editor: Read Chapter XXIX here.
Inside the chawl, everything looked exactly as it always did when Ravi walked in that night.
‘Ravi is back!’ the cry went out as someone noticed him, though it was after dark and most of the...
Editor: Read Chapter XV here.
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...
