You can bury the past. But it always digs its way back.
A corpse in a shed.
Strangled.
Clean.
Wrong.
The prints on the body belong to a man who died six years ago. The victim? A man who killed that very ghost.
Now, Hyderabad officer Arjun is chasing a case that twists through time, deception, and legacy. At the heart of it lies Vishal Reddy — beloved philanthropist — whose death shattered lives… and whose empire refuses to stay buried.
His son, Rajesh, worshipped the man. He wanted revenge. Now he wants the truth. But someone else is already rewriting the story.
D’Souza, Arjun’s trusted partner, isn’t just hiding something — he’s building something. And the final piece is still in play.
Blood built the empire.
Truth will burn it down
So this is not a work of fiction. It's the true life story of a person I met and the experience I had with her. I'm sharing this so that you can keep this lady in your prayers, as she is struggling. She is a beautiful, amazing soul. But she needs the protection of whatever divinity is out there.
Wham!
A laser beam grazed her right shoulder. You monster yelled, Zara.
I will destroy your timeline and you too!
The two engaged in a fierce battle, their blasters lighting up the night as the both of them exchanged fire. Zara knew that she couldn't let Asher win - the fate of all humanity depended on it.
One of her lasers struck Asher and he fell to the ground. He lay there, motionless, as Zara approached, her blaster still raised. But then, something strange happened. As Zara drew closer, Asher simply disappeared, vanishing into thin air. Zara knew what this meant - he had used a temporal portal to escape.
"Freeze scumbag!"
You're under arrest I shouted!
He dropped the remote control and raised his hands. "Please, don't shoot! I'm putting it down, he begged.
I kicked the backpack away from him and checked it. It was indeed a bomb, but it was faulty. The wires were loose and the timer was stuck.