21 | 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦

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I was going to meet someone I hadn't seen in a long time—Rahul Rane, my uncle, my mentor, the man who had taught me everything I knew about hacking and the dark web

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I was going to meet someone I hadn't seen in a long time—Rahul Rane, my uncle, my mentor, the man who had taught me everything I knew about hacking and the dark web.

As I drove to Uncle Rahul's office, my mind wandered back to the last time we had seen each other. It had been years, but his lessons had always stayed with me. I parked the car and walked into the building, the familiar scent of coffee and the faint hum of computers greeting me. I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as I approached his office.

"Taara!" He enveloped me in a warm hug, and I felt a rush of emotions flood through me. He was smiling so hard, with slight wrinkles accentuating around his forehead and his eye wrinkles around the corner.

"It's been too long," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," he replied, stepping back to look at me. "You look good, Taara. Stronger."

Just then, Aunt Muktha, his wife, entered the room. She was also Athwa's sister, a fact that made this reunion even more poignant. Muktha embraced me warmly.

"It's so good to see you, Taara," she said. "How have you been?"

"Better now," I replied, smiling at her. "Thanks to you,"

We all sat down, and I took a deep breath, ready to explain why I had come. "I need your help. There's a document I need to find; I can't trace it, and I thought of you."

Uncle nodded, his expression turning serious. "Tell me everything."

I explained the situation, including the little I knew about the document. Uncle Rahul listened intently, then glanced at Muktha.

He said it firmly. "Let's start looking."

Uncle turned to his computer, his fingers flying over the keyboard with practiced ease. "While I search, let me tell you about our latest project. We've been expanding our security company, and it's been going well. We've got new contracts and a bigger team."

"That's amazing," I said, genuinely happy for him. "You've always been great at what you do."

As Uncle continued to search, I glanced around the room, memories flooding back. This place had been my sanctuary, the place where I had learnt to navigate the complexities of the digital world.

"Found something," He turned the screen towards me, showing a snippet of encrypted data. "It's not much, but it's a start. We'll need to dig deeper."

"Thank you," I said, feeling a surge of gratitude.

Uncle continued to work, explaining his process to me as he went. His focus and dedication were inspiring, reminding me of why he had been such an excellent mentor.

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