In the stillness of the night, the dim light from a single flickering bulb casts eerie shadows on the walls of the abandoned warehouse. Arsh and Zayan stood side by side, as they faced the men tied to a wooden chair in front of them, struggling against the ropes that bound him.

Arsh took a deep breath, his voice low and steady as he stepped closer to the both men. “Why did you kidnap Hazel and harass Izel bhabhi?” he asked, his tone icy and filled with controlled anger.