Chapter 17(Q): Questions And Answers

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Chandra took in his surroundings, and then he observed his quarry for today. The informer was an old man, he would place him around 60-65, if he had to. Pot bellied, almost bald, and a white curvy mustache, he wore a over sized full sleeve cotton shirt which had patches of sweat visible around his wait and his arm pits. He matched that khaki shirt with a formal cream colored pant which had seen better days. He wore leather sandals along with that garb, and held a small man purse, dangling along his right hand completing the look of a man who had spent most of his life in the generation gone by.

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Chapter 16(P): Poet Or Parshuram?

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Chandra typed feverishly into his laptop. His last mail to his superiors at RAW had been drafted, adequately encrypted and was now fit for sending. The travel that he had done for the past few days had tired him immensely, he wasn’t made for such strain, he was made to sit in front of a computer and analyze data. That’s what he was good at. Perhaps that’s the reason he was sent on this investigation in the first place. He massaged the bridge of his nose, lifting his spectacles up a bit.

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Chapter 15(O): Game On

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“Mr. Bhooshan, I am Agasthya, special agent National Intelligence Agency. This is the first time I am calling you.”

“Don’t mess me with me. I have a blood pressure problem. I might have a heart attack soon. I have been talking and listening to every word you have told me for the past half an hour.”, Bhooshan shouted into the cellphone. He was right, his heart was almost beating out of his chest.

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Chapter 12(L): Paradise Lost

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Akash adjusted his tie until it was dead center and looked in perfect shape. He smiled at himself in the mirror. 30 years, and he still looked the part. He always believed that keeping fit should be as important as keeping rich. He sure was fit, and soon he was going to be rich too, or to be more accurate richer.

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Chapter 9(I): Identity

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Parshuram spread the 7 photos with a smooth moment of his hands into a semi-circle. He had crossed out the photo on his extreme left with a red marker. He picked up that photo and admired it, Dr. Nandakumar beamed back at him. It was an old photo, taken from his formative years in the DRDO.

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