Chapter 11

As the night descended upon Martyr Town, casting its inky shadows across the streets, Inspector Mirza found himself drawn to the quiet solitude of the local café. Amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, it offered a rare moment of respite, a chance to gather his thoughts and steel himself for the challenges that lay ahead.

As he settled into a corner booth, a sense of weariness washed over him, a silent reminder of the toll that his work had taken on him in recent days. But even amidst the darkness that threatened to engulf him, a glimmer of hope flickered in the depths of his soul, a longing for something more than the endless cycle of death and despair.

And then, as if by fate, she walked into the café, her presence like a ray of light cutting through the darkness. She was beautiful, with eyes that sparkled like stars and a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts.