CHAPTER 1

D E V A N S H R A I C H A N D

Walking down the warehouse, I asked Ayan, Ayan Oberoi, my friend "Was he there when the incident happened?"

"He was not really there, but he might have known something important to us, Devansh." Ayan replies.

"Did they torture him enough?" I snort. And he replies to me with a mockery in his tone, “See it yourself.”

I walked down the long lane surrounded by some useless items. Upon reaching the big door, Ayan pushed open the door with one push and we entered closing the door behind us.