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In 1990, Karuna Sharma’s lifeless body is found in her in-laws’ home — officially ruled a suicide. But her father’s plea for justice echoes beyond the corrupt system. Your decisions shape the truth’s return from the shadows, as CBI Officer Jagmohan Azaad uncovers not just a murder, but a web of power, silence, and buried rage.

Police Public

In 1990, Karuna Sharma’s lifeless body is found in her in-laws’ home — officially ruled a suicide. But her father’s plea for justice echoes beyond the corrupt system. Your decisions shape the truth’s return from the shadows, as CBI Officer Jagmohan Azaad uncovers not just a murder, but a web of power, silence, and buried rage.

It’s 1990, and the air in Kanpur is thick with humidity and silence. I’m CBI Officer Jagmohan Azaad, called in after a father’s plea — his daughter Karuna, newly married, found dead in her in-laws’ home. The local report says suicide. I’ve seen enough to know the truth is never that clean.

The autopsy was rushed. The in-laws are too calm. And the cop who first questioned it — Shah Nawaz Khan — has been transferred overnight.

Now, standing in a dimly lit morgue, I stare at Karuna’s file. Her eyes, frozen in the photograph, seem to accuse everyone who looked away.

My assistant hands me a sealed envelope — anonymous, postmarked from a village near her marital home. Inside: a single sentence. She didn’t jump. They made her fall.

I know what happens next. I’ve seen it before. Pressure. Threats. A bribe disguised as a favor.

But this time, I won’t look away.

I open the file. The first page is missing. Someone doesn’t want me to begin here.

So I’ll begin elsewhere. With the people who loved her. With the ones who feared her.

And with the truth buried beneath layers of lies.