K3G Twisted- A sequel

K3G Twisted- A sequel

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The younger Raichand son takes great pains uniting a family split by the classist view of the patriarch Yashvardhan Raichand. But once the job is done, Rohan goes back to the life he had lived every day in the past ten years. The life his parents had never noticed because they had simply never cared to, lost in the throes of their own grief. But now that Rahul is back, everything was supposed to go back to normal right? But this was Rohan's normal, being gone for days on an end without his parents ever asking. Caught up in a web of dangerous games that his family remains unaware of. And then Rahul gets targetted in a clear kidnapping attempt. Suddenly Rohan's lifestyle is now under a scanner as fear runs rampant in the household. Who attacked Rahul? Where does Rohan go so often? Will the Raichands ever find out? A story which the author wants to use to explore themes of neglect, classism and the concept of glass children but there will be a lot of action, violence and criminal themes too.
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