‘Will it work?’ Viraj questioned looking to and fro in-between his twin and the three-storey building looming in the corner. Lines of worries appeared on his forehead when he read the text his wife had sent him asking their whereabouts and he felt short on words to send an appropriate reply. ‘Is there no way out of this? I need a break, Vihaan! Kratika is hardly getting any sleep. The twins don’t let her sleep at night and the police officer in the day. She is panicking. I can’t just sit like a statue and watch my world collapse. I had high hopes for our meeting with the officials but to no Vail. They were worse than I had imagined. On anything, I have a feeling that they might falsely frame you. Maybe a promotion is something they are looking forward to earning. My brain is numb.’ Viraj g
