Port Side Police Station…
Every officer, every clerk, every attendant held their breath. Myra was completely filled with anger as her plump chest rose and fell due to the severe anger.
Just as the deputy commissioner was going to announce his opinion, an old man stepped inside with a wooden cane.
Myra's eyes lit up as she recognised the old man.
The old man, Antony, finally arrived.
Myra's lips curled into a victorious smile as she stepped forward, gripping the edge of her desk.
"Hahaha… finally, the living witness is here. Das, your drama is over." Myra laughed loudly and turned towards the old man Antony. "Sir, please state the truth about what you witnessed. Tell about the brutality of this criminal. We all need to hear it," she said, her voice firm and commanding.
