The chaos of the night lingered in Vidisha’s mind like smoke clinging to the air long after a fire had been extinguished. The sight of the power grid engulfed in flames was etched into her memory, a stark reminder of the danger they faced. She felt the weight of failure pressing down on her chest, and no amount of reassurance from her team or Raunak could lift it.
Back at the firehouse, the atmosphere was thick with tension. Firefighters moved with purpose, debriefing and organizing themselves after the chaos of the night. Vidisha, however, felt detached from it all. She had failed to catch the arsonist, and with each passing minute, she feared that more fires were being set in the shadows.
“Vidisha,” Raunak’s voice broke through her thoughts, pulling her from her spiraling worries. He a
