The next morning, a breakthrough came—but it wasn’t what they expected.
The killer had struck again, but this time, there was something different. The victim was a politician, not a businessman, and the method of the murder had changed. There was no poison, no calculated execution. Instead, the victim had been killed in a public park, shot in broad daylight. It was a brazen move, unlike anything the killer had done before.
The team was called to the scene immediately, and as they arrived, Vineet felt a chill run down his spine. Something about this killing felt off—too rushed, too sloppy. It didn’t fit the killer’s profile.
Abhijeet crouched by the body, his eyes scanning the area for clues. “This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered. “Why would the killer change their method so drastically? It’s too risky.”
Daya, standing nearby, nodded in agreement. “It feels like they’re sending a message. But what, and to who?”
As they examined the scene, Vineet’s phone buzzed. He glanced down at the screen, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the name. DCP Chitrole.
For a moment, he hesitated, then stepped away from the group to answer the call. “Sir?”
“Vineet,” Chitrole’s voice was cold, authoritative. “I’m calling in that favor.”
Vineet’s blood ran cold. He had almost forgotten about the shadow of Chitrole looming over him, the price of his transfer to CID.
“I need you to do something for me,” Chitrole continued, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. “Something that could change the course of this investigation.”
Vineet’s heart pounded in his chest. “What do you mean Sir?”
“I can’t explain now,” Chitrole said sharply. “But you’ll know when the time comes. Just remember—this is what you owe me.”
The line went dead, leaving Vineet standing there, his mind racing with the weight of Chitrole’s words. Whatever favor Chitrole was calling in, it was tied to this case—and it threatened everything Vineet had worked so hard for.
As he rejoined the team, Abhijeet gave him a curious look, noticing the tension in his posture. “Everything okay?”
Vineet forced a smile, but inside, he knew that things were far from okay. Chitrole’s favor hung over him like a dark cloud, and soon, he would have to make a choice—one that could destroy not only the case but his relationship with Abhijeet and the trust of the team.
“I’m fine Sir,” Vineet said, though his voice felt hollow. “Let’s catch this killer.”
But deep down, Vineet knew that the real danger was yet to come.
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Trust in Shadows
FanfictionDCP Chitrole appointed him so naturally no one trusted him but their opinions didn't matter to him what mattered to him was just the opinion of one person. Why even he didn't know. Let's find out shall we.
