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The rain poured heavily against the windows, creating a soothing rhythm that filled the quiet kitchen

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The rain poured heavily against the windows, creating a soothing rhythm that filled the quiet kitchen. Ranveer was busy preparing dinner, the aroma of spices wafting through the air. The TV was on in the background, tuned to a news channel.

As he chopped vegetables, a breaking news alert caught his attention. He glanced up, seeing the familiar graphic of the Reaper case.

"...the seventh victim of this year, identified as the son of Mayor Harrison, was found dead tonight in what appears to be another attack by the serial killer known as 'The Reaper.' This series of brutal murders has gripped the city with fear. Authorities are urging citizens to remain vigilant and report any suspicious activities immediately..."

Ranveer's heart sank. He dropped the knife, walked into the main hall, and turned up the volume on the TV. The screen showed a somber news anchor detailing the gruesome discovery.

"Authorities confirm that the victim was found with a single stab wound to the chest, and his thumbs were missing. This fits the disturbing pattern of The Reaper, who has eluded capture for over a decade."

"Fuck," Ranveer muttered under his breath, eyes fixed on the screen.

A sudden realization hit him. He picked up his phone from the counter and saw over twenty missed calls. His phone had been on silent. Panic surged through him as he quickly dialed Scarlet's number.

"Scarlet, what's going on?" he asked as soon as she picked up.

"It's code red, Ranveer. This one's big. The victim is the mayor's son. We need all hands on deck."

Ranveer's mind raced. "I'm on my way."

He grabbed his coat and keys, rushing out into the storm. The drive to the station was tense, the rain pounding on his windshield mirroring the chaos in his mind. As he pulled into the parking lot, his phone rang again. It was Anushka.

"Honey, where are you?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

"Oh, Connor called me, so I'm here in the office," he lied, not wanting to worry her.

"Not the Reaper case, right, Honey?" she asked, suspicion evident in her tone.

"Of course not, Anu. I'm not going anywhere near it," he assured her.

"That's my good boy. Love you," she said.

"Love you too, baby," he replied, ending the call.

Ranveer took a deep breath, steeling himself before walking into the office. Inside, the atmosphere was charged with urgency. Scarlet was already briefing a team, and standing among them was a man in an FBI uniform.

The man approached Ranveer, extending his hand. "You must be Ranveer Sinha. I'm Aaron Taylor, FBI. I appreciate your assistance on this."

Ranveer shook his hand, nodding. "Let's get to work."

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