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aman laid a thin file on the table and threw his hands in the air in exasperation. “the detective tried everything!” he exclaimed in. “garima gupta, whatever she was in the past, is now a model citizen and a sanskaari wife. goes to the market with her step-daughter and. niece, goes to the temple with her husband or her sister-in-law. goes nowhere alone. the detectives have been watching the house 24x7 and. there is nothing to report. typical middle-clas* family,” aman explained softly, wary of asr’s temper and reaction.. “doesn’t even have a phone of her own. uses the landline if she needs to call her husband at the sweet shop,” aman revealed, his. “if she won’t leave the house alone, i will have to take the battle to her house,” asr hissed, furious. he hadn’t wanted to. “what did you find out about that...that gi*l?” asr asked, his voice husky.. “payal, sir?” aman asked, looking for her file in his case.. “no, not her,” asr said dismissively. “not a blood relation. the other gi*l.” his eyes, molten chocolate, turned to look at aman.. a rare smile twisted aman’s thin lips as he pulled a big file out of his bag.. “active gi*l. the detective was most amused by her,” aman said, handing over the file.. “i don’t pay him to be amused,” asr muttered as he grabbed the file. his sharp eyes quickly scanned the details, his eyes widening.. working in her father’s halwai shop, attending weddings, dancing at sangeet, going to temples, shopping at the market...from morning till. night, the gi*l was on her feet. she had a schedule tighter than his!. his eyes fell on the earliest time slotted on the docu*ent. 5am. she got up at 5am? no, she was making sweets at 5am! he turned the pages.. his fingers tightened around the docu*ent as his sharp mind came up with and discarded a hundred ways of bringing garima down till one. idea alone remained. he stood still, his eyes shut as his mind refined the idea till it.