Sayan Chanda Chapter 1: The Breach The rain had been falling over Delhi like a shroud, soft but relentless, turning the city into a hazy reflection of itself. Inside the Cyber Crime Monitoring Cell, the fluorescent lights hummed over rows of analysts, their eyes glazed and fixated on flickering data streams. At exactly 2:17 a.m., an alert blinked red on the mainframe—an unauthorized data access breach from a Level-4 secure server housed within the Research and Analysis Wing. The room froze. The breach wasn’t a foreign threat; it had originated from a local IP in Noida, cloaked under multiple VPN…
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Karan Vaidya Part 1: The Man at Platform Nine It was 6:07 a.m. when the Howrah-Kalka Express pulled into Platform Nine of New Delhi Railway Station. The fog hung low, clinging to the tracks like a secret. Among the passengers stepping onto the platform, one man stood apart—not because of what he wore, but how he moved. Precise. Intentional. Almost like he didn’t belong to the chaos of Indian mornings. His name was Arjun Sen—or at least that’s what his current ID said. Officially, he was a mid-level policy analyst with the Ministry of External Affairs. Unofficially, he was something…