The Shadow of Retribution: A tale of vengeance and the price of justice.

Chapter 7

The Present
13th August, 2025
Delhi, India

The Delhi night was thick with the scent of smog and the fading glow of the setting sun. As I watched the city lights from my car, my mind was consumed by the memory of Jared.
His infectious smile, his hearty laugh, and his unwavering kindness had been cruelly extinguished on a fateful night. The official police report labeled his death as a tragic accident, but I knew the truth.

While the world had been deceived by the fabricated narrative, I had spent months meticulously investigating the events of that night. Determined to uncover the truth and bring justice to Jared, I had pieced together the fragments of evidence, revealing the sinister reality behind his untimely demise.

Five men were responsible for the heinous act, and Sourab was the mastermind behind it all.
For the past three years, I had meticulously crafted a facade, gaining Sourab’s trust and pretending to be captivated by him. He was completely unaware of my true identity and the devastating impact his actions had had on me. Tonight, he was planning to propose, believing he had finally won me over. Little did he know that this would be his final night on Earth. Today also marked the somber anniversary of Jared’s tragic death.

I glanced at my reflection, adjusting my earrings. The composed woman staring back at me was a carefully crafted facade—the sweet, trusting girlfriend. The thought filled me with a mixture of disgust and determination. Tonight, I would eliminate one more monster from the world.

I arrived at the luxurious rooftop lounge where Sourab had planned our dinner. The restaurant, perched atop a towering building, offered breathtaking views of Delhi. It was a place designed for extravagant proposals and romantic celebrations, but for me, it was the ideal setting for justice.

Sourab was already there, looking dapper in his suit. His smug expression and obvious pride in his efforts to impress me were almost comical. Little did he know that I was counting down the moments until his downfall.