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Harjit stayed in her chair. She watched the red dots on her screen—the SWAT vans closing in like blood cells attacking a virus. She patched herself into Arjun’s earpiece.

She fed the IMEI of that Android into CMS’s predictive mobility engine. The system cross-referenced cell tower pings, public CCTV feeds, and railway reservation data. Within ninety seconds, a red line appeared on the map. cms punjab police

She shut down the monitors. Outside her window, the lights of Chandigarh flickered—unaware of how close the darkness had come, or of the silent ghost in the machine that had stopped it. Harjit stayed in her chair

"Watch this," she said.

"Listen closer," she whispered.