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02| Rage

  • 6 Jul, 2025

~Durva's pov~

As we reached the main CBI office, I asked Vikrant to take a seat on the couch. Not in the interrogation room, because there is no need for him to sit there. The DSP will arrive in the next five hours, so he better sit in front of us.

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