Vikram grabbed his jacket and headed for the garage. He knew where they were going. There was a "dead zone" near the old docks—the only place where the upload could be completed without satellite interference.
For eighteen months, Vikram’s team had been tracking "The Chef," a shadowy figure responsible for laundering billions through a network of high-end cloud kitchens. The Chef didn't deal in drugs or guns; he dealt in data—stolen encryption keys that could paralyze the national power grid.
The city of Mumbai never slept, but on this particular Friday, the air felt unusually heavy. Inside a nondescript basement in Colaba, Inspector Vikram shifted his gaze between twelve monitors. The mission was codenamed .
"Team A, intercept at the Toll Plaza," Vikram commanded into his headset. "Remember, we need the server intact. If that truck fries, we lose the encryption key forever."