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Chapter 14: The Edge of Darkness

**Abhishek's POV**

The morning sunlight filtered weakly through the curtains, casting a dull glow over Abhishek's room. He stirred awake, the ache in his muscles a stark reminder of the events of the past few days. Pain throbbed through his side, but he ignored it, his mind already moving ahead to the interrogation he would conduct today.

There was a man who had been captured—a man involved in the car attack that nearly took his life. He was just a pawn, but he held the key to finding out who was pulling the strings.

With a determined grunt, Abhishek pushed himself out of bed, his feet hitting the cold floor. He headed to the bathroom, stripping off his shirt to reveal the scars that crisscrossed his torso—each one a memory, a lesson learned the hard way. Some were faded, old reminders of battles long past, while others were fresh, angry lines etched into his skin from recent encounters. They were symbols of survival, but they also marked him as a man who had seen too much.

Stepping into the shower, Abhishek let the hot water wash over him, easing the tension in his muscles. He stood there for a long time, letting the steam and heat envelop him as he thought about the day ahead. He would need to be sharp, focused. The man they had in custody might be his only lead, and Abhishek wasn't about to let this chance slip through his fingers.

After the shower, he dressed in his usual black—black shirt, black jeans, the color that suited his mood. His movements were methodical as he changed the bandage on his side, replacing the bulky hospital wrap with a smaller, more discreet one. His eyes lingered on the reflection in the mirror, on the hardened man staring back at him. There was a time when he had been more carefree, more willing to trust, but that time had long passed.

With a final glance in the mirror, Abhishek turned and left the room, heading downstairs.

As he descended the stairs to the dining room, the familiar scent of breakfast filled the air. Sumedh and Sid were already seated at the table, deep in conversation. Abhishek's presence immediately changed the atmosphere, the lighthearted banter fading as they noticed his somber expression.

Sid looked up from his plate, his usual cheerful demeanor clouded with concern. "Morning, Bhai. How are you feeling?"

"Better," Abhishek replied curtly, taking a seat at the table. He wasn't in the mood for small talk. His mind was focused on the task ahead.

Sumedh studied him closely, his sharp eyes catching the tension in Abhishek's movements. "You should still be resting, Abhi."

Abhishek shook his head, picking at the food on his plate. "There's no time for that. We need answers."

Sid, sensing the seriousness of the situation, nodded and quickly finished his meal. "I should get going. Got a shoot today." He gave Abhishek a concerned look before standing. "Take it easy, Bhai. Don't push yourself too hard." ( sid is a actor just like abhi is CEO )

Abhishek managed a small smile, appreciating Sid's concern even though he had no intention of heeding the advice. "I'll be fine, Sid. Go, do your job."

As Sid left, the air in the room grew heavier. Abhishek turned to Sumedh, his expression hardening. "Take me to the warehouse."

Sumedh hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright. Let's go."

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The drive to the warehouse was silent, the tension between them palpable. Abhishek stared out the window, his mind replaying the events that had led them to this point. The attack, the near-death experience, the mysterious forces working against him—it all pointed to something much bigger, something that needed to be stopped.