The Bangalore night was quiet. Aman stood in the shadows across the street from Amyra's small apartment building. The lights were off. She was inside, locked away with their son, thinking she had escaped.
He leaned against his black SUV, his mind a cold, calculating machine. The numbers didn't add up.
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