Mr And Mrs

Mr And Mrs

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Fiction
Mystery
"SHUBH SINGH, the famous author is no more" The news headlines have shaken everyone. How did this all happen? Is this a political assassination or a family homicide? Officer Shrey is on to investigate the murder but what happens when there are No LEADS, No EVIDENCE, ONE MORE DEAD BODY and just one Witness( his own wife) Read the story to know how the investigation unfolds to a series of crimes and how Shrey catches the killer.....
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Her voice shook as she asked again, "Rudraksh... please, what's happening? I don't understand. Why am I here?" Rudraksh stood still, his expression unreadable. But in his eyes there was something different in them. Something colder than the warmth she was used to. He couldn't let sympathy cloud his judgment. Not now. Not when his duty came first. "You're confused," he said, his voice firm, which felt unfamiliar. "You're going to take a lie detector test. It's part of the process. We need to know what you remember... and what you don't." Drishti stared at him, her heart sinking. A lie detector test? She had no idea what he was talking about. It felt like all of this was happening to someone else, not her. "I don't understand," she whispered, shaking her head as fear tightened in her chest. Rudraksh didn't answer. Instead, without warning, he moved. With a calm, practiced motion, he reached for the handcuffs. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "Rudraksh!" she cried, panic rising in her voice. "What are you doing?!" . . . This story revolves around ACP Rudraksh Rawat. A cold, calculative and dangerously calm man who is married to Drishti Rathor a sweet simple woman

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