The guards hesitated, clearly taken aback by the order. They exchanged bewildered looks, then one of them finally spoke. "Sir...are you sure?"
Rohan nodded, his expression unreadable. "Let him go."
The guards, though confused, knew better than to question the Prime Minister.
They began unshackling the prisoner, who watched the proceedings with an inscrutable expression.
The door opened, and the prisoner stepped out, flanked by the guards.
He didn't resist, didn't look back. He simply walked out into the night, disappearing into the darkness.
As the door closed behind the prisoner, the room was filled with silence. The guards exchanged uneasy looks, clearly struggling to understand what had just happened.
Before anyone could ask the questions burning in their minds, Rohan turned and walked out of the room.
Neeraj, who had been waiting outside, quickly fell into step beside him as they made their way down the corridor.
