Editor: Read Chapter VIII here.
Tarun saw that Swapna had called him twice in the past hour and was thus forced to call her back.
‘Darling, how are you doing?’
‘I miss you. When will I see you again?’
‘Soon. I can’t leave...
Editor: Read Chapter XL here.
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...
Editor: Read Chapter XLI here.
Felix and Rajesh were in the lead jeep, of a convoy of three such vehicles. They were clueless as to their destination, as they were being guided by the GPS Tracker.
‘I think we are nearing...
Editor: Read Chapter XXX here.
All was quiet at the Ghosh's Chystye Prudy apartment until the phone rang. Indradeep’s wife answered.
‘My name is Dmitri Linikov. May I speak to your husband Commodore Indradeep Ghosh please?’
‘How did he know it’s me?’...
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 XXII here.
The next day at quarter past five, Tarun left on his own, stopping only to remind Sanket and Niranjan that they must ensure the men travelled to Kalwa either singly or in twos after the...
Editor: Read Chapter VII here.
Rajesh woke up bright and early and called Anjali.
‘How do you feel today?’ he asked her.
‘I’ve decided to forgive you. It’s not really your fault. Let’s make the best of this week,’ she said. Rajesh...
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 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...
