
Tuesday, 2:40 p.m. The international school parking lot in Powai was crowded—SUVs idling in neat rows, parents scrolling phones, nannies chatting under trees. Karan pulled into the far corner spot as instructed—shaded by a row of palms, partially hidden from the main entrance. His daughter’s pink teddy bear sat on the passenger seat—her favorite, the one she hugged every pickup.
He killed the engine.





















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