Masterstroke

Masterstroke

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"When there is no evidence...no witness...and no suspicion...the crime is a masterstroke indeed!" Renowned Psychologist Dr.Ritika Taneja along with Delhi Police Inspector Sanket Sharma are baffled about the crimes being committed and realize some horrible and shockingly eerie truths which shed light on their investigations. Best part...Nobody thought it was them. As they were ones the gem of a person they used to be but turned grey due to intense pressure and burnout by the insensitive society. So much so that they turned into murderers and con men. A story of what happens when the insensitive society of the recent times creates the most dangerous people out of the most gentle and good natured sensitive people.... AND NOBODY EVEN COULD IMAGINE IT WOULD BE THEM.....
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IPS officer Divjyot Sethi, came from a very poor family and accomplished everything on her own. Getting married to a Prince, next in line for the throne with wealth and status equal to a Dubai Sheikh felt like her childhood dream of being a princess was heard by the supreme controller. This was until her sub ordinates come knocking to arrest her husband, The Prince Tejasveer singh Ghuman for the murder of a sex worker that reality made way and it turned to be a nightmare. "We have an arrest warrant for Mr. Tejasveer singh Ghuman for the murder of Kaveri Sana" the police officer says, as the pot falls from my mother-in-law's hands and on the floor spilling all over the lehenga. I read the warrant and then look up to see the expressions of the man I had married, barely 4 hours ago. This was an arranged marriage and this man had always given me chills, newspapers, the internet and magazines at the salon for my pre-bridal sessions, whenever I saw him. I thought it was his dominating and born-to-lead nature that left me uneasy. Not a murderer. He was the prince of my dreams. My knight in shining armor. Not a murderer.

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