But as Aarav turned, she grabbed his wrist. Her grip was iron.

He froze. Rajesh was the partner found in the Thames. No one in India knew that name.

At midnight, she gave Maa ji the milk. The old woman slumped in her chair. “She’s tired,” Lilly announced. “I’ll take her to her room.”

He raised the revolver. She didn’t flinch.

“You’ll never get away with it.”

Aarav laughed. “You’re after money? Take a number.”