The night in New York was colder than usual. Inside the mansion, the team hadn’t stopped working. Maps, laptops, files, and encrypted codes spread across the glass table. The ticking clock echoed in the hall as Angray typed furiously, chasing the last digital traces of that mysterious call.
Siddhart went to the inner lawn to keep check upon kainat he saw she was lying without a blanket so he took out one lying nearby for emergencies and covered her with it.
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