Rajput family mansion...
The air smelled of incense and rose water as birds chirped beyond the large glass windows. Vikram Das sat cross-legged in the central courtyard, deep in thought, when his phone buzzed sharply. The name flashing on the screen brought a flicker of curiosity to his eyes—Mona.
The same Mona he had saved in the War God treasury. Her voice, though calm, carried urgency. "Hello, Mr. Das…" Soft voice of Mona came from the other end.
"Yes… What is it, lady? Beautiful girls won't contact so easily. Tell me, what do you need this time?" Das asked with a smiling face.
A soft smile played on Mona's lips.
"I need to meet you, Mr. Das. It's important—very important." She pressed.
He didn't hesitate. "Fine. Send me the location… I will be there by 10."
"7 Dreams Coffee Shop… I will be waiting for you." She replied before disconnecting the call.
