Murder in Kamareddy
03-04-2025
By nightfall, the station buzzed with activity. Vikram sat at his desk, a flickering bulb overhead, sifting through Ramesh’s ledger—names, debts, threats scrawled in Telugu. One entry stood out: K. Shankar, 5 lakhs, due last week. Shankar was a small-time chili farmer, quiet, unassuming. Vikram had seen him at the market, head bowed, selling his crop. Could he have snapped?