Skanda Bharti's POV:
'You are all invitees in here?' The officer asks in a thick Boston Accent. He raked his eyes up and down everybody and signalled another one of his men to start taking the signatures of witnesses.
A man in a baseball cap nods. He is thwacked the next minute, making me cower back. Can they not do it? Hello? Are they allowed to do it?
'You know what he is doing? Is it legal?' I asked Shawn in whispers. Shawn was still not nonchalant about everything, either that or he had already been assured of his rescue. He is unimaginably calm and calculative. Moreover, he is cooperative, as if he could never understand what the hell is going wrong and is unaffected by it.
‘Umm…verifying I suppose?’ He shrugs as if discussing the weather. I gape at him.
‘How can you be chill wi
