Delhi Police Series

Rajvir winced as he shifted in his chair. "I just wanted to clear the traffic, Sir. The paperwork on a gridlock accident is worse than a gunshot wound."

Think, Rajvir, think.

The streets of Delhi were a symphony of chaos. Usually, the traffic was a rhythmic, if aggressive, dance. Tonight, it was a beast thrashing in a cage. The temperature had dropped slightly, but the tempers on the road were boiling over. delhi police series

The line clicked dead.

Before Raghav could reply, the lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then, the entire building plunged into darkness. The hum of the air conditioners died, replaced instantly by the groans of officers and the distant, angry blaring of car horns from the street below. Rajvir winced as he shifted in his chair