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"He went to work at the garage three days ago, Madam," the woman sobbed. "The owner says he left at 8 PM. But he never came home. The local police say he ran away. My Arif doesn't run. He saves money in a piggy bank to buy a scooter."
"Good," Shivani said, wiping the rain from her face. She lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling into the wet air. "Let the cleanup begin. No one sleeps tonight."
The backup arrived five minutes later. The sirens wailed, cutting through the rain. The boys were brought out, wrapped in blankets.
Shivani looked at the photo. Arif had bright, ambitious eyes. He didn't look like a runaway. He looked like a boy with a future—a future someone had likely stolen.
"They're coming back," one of the boys whispered, clutching Shivani’s khaki pants. "The man with the knife..."