Rohan was exhausted, even after setting up traps and getting lead in the form of those 2 official, he felt stuck.
No matter how many hours he put in, no matter how hard he tried to piece things together, the answers stayed just out of reach.
He rubbed his temples, trying to ease the tension in his head, but it was no use.
The situation with Amar Singh was becoming more complicated by the hour. The evidence they had gathered felt like a puzzle with pieces that didn't fit.
One moment, everything pointed to Singh being deeply involved in the conspiracy; the next, it seemed like he might be a victim caught up in something bigger than himself.
Rohan couldn't shake the feeling that they were being led down a wrong path, but he couldn't tell for sure. Who was behind all this? And why?
Neeraj entered the room quietly, carrying another stack of papers. His usual calm demeanor was cracking, revealing the strain he was under.
