The old Ambassador car rolled up silently toward the Rajput family estate under the dim glow of the streetlights. Vikram Das sat behind the wheel, his sharp eyes scanning the grand mansion.
The estate was bathed in darkness, but the guards stationed around its perimeter were wide awake. Security had been tightened ever since the sniper attack on Maya, and every corner of the mansion was being closely monitored.
His presence was expected, even if it was at such an ungodly hour. He parked the car and slowly walked into the house. Several thoughts still racing inside his head.
As he reached the grand staircase leading to the first floor, his mind was still occupied with the dash cam footage he had retrieved. He needed to analyze it immediately.
