Tuesday, June 10, 2025

Sneak Peek into my Next Story --The Villa of Shadows

 


Sneak Peek into my Next Story

The Villa of Shadows

Three weeks had passed since the Sharma case, and I was still untangling the moral knots it had left behind when our next client walked through the door. Krittika Desai didn’t just walk in—she arrived like a disturbance in still water. Everything about her—from her designer bag that looked too pristine to the London-polished accent—said she didn’t belong in the chaos of our modest office. But the look in her eyes, that raw unease, was something I recognized. Fear doesn't wear labels.

"Thank you so much for seeing me," she said, her voice carrying the weight of something unspoken. "My uncle Ramesh Desai recommended you. He said you handle... unusual cases."

Unusual. That word again.

Sukanya didn’t blink. "What kind of unusual situation are we dealing with, Miss Desai?"

"I recently bought a villa in the outskirts of town. The Gupta-Agarwal Villa, near the old jungle resort area. I paid quite a lot for it—probably more than I should have, but I’m new to the Indian property market and..." She paused, wrapping her arms around herself like the room had suddenly turned cold. "I think it’s haunted."

I stifled a chuckle. Ghosts? After all the real monsters we’d chased—kidnappers, murderers, political manipulators—the supernatural felt like a plot twist from a pulp novel.

"I know how it sounds," she said quickly. "But I’m seeing things. Terrifying figures moving in the shadows. Voices in rooms I know are empty. And last night, I found scratch marks... inside my wardrobe. I live alone."

Sukanya gave me a look, the one that meant, *Let’s not dismiss this yet*.

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