Chapter 3: Shadows of Dehradun

Mon, 02 Jun 2025 03:52:43 +0000

The boardroom was cloaked in tension so thick it could've strangled air itself. A dozen well-tailored men and women sat in fearful silence while the rhythmic tapping of Ved Mishra's finger against polished mahogany echoed like a metronome of doom. Behind him, the enormous screen displayed a flurry of lines, numbers, and code, shifting in a digital dance too fast for the untrained eye to decipher. But Ved wasn't just anyone.