An Indian female police officer is torn between everything she loves and a husband who is determined to ruin her life . A charming officer who she hates walks into her life; is he there to ruin it or make it better?The question remains, "Is everyone out there a foe or is there a friend out there?" " I want the ACP here" A voice interrupted her thoughts. " He won't come, we share no bonds" she said bleeding from her thigh. " Let me slit your throat and know if he'll come then" the male figure said as he took out his knife and took it to her throat, Nadira wished she could see her assailants face why did he blindfold her, she felt his breath on her neck and finally she felt the blade of the knife on her neck " Bhoom" she heard from a corner " Who is it? What's happening? Who is there? " Nadira asked faintly. " Don't be afraid, it's me" a deep voice said