Scene 1 – Forensic Department Report Arrives
It was a rainy morning. The gray clouds hung heavy over the city as if the sky itself carried the weight of what was about to unfold. Inside the police headquarters, DSP Farooq and Inspector Haroon sat at a large wooden table scattered with case files, photographs, and sealed evidence bags.
The door opened and a young officer entered with a brown envelope stamped "Forensic Division – Confidential".
Officer: "Sir, forensic reports of the container case."
Haroon quickly stood, took the envelope, and placed it on the table. Farooq leaned forward, adjusting his glasses.
Haroon: "Finally. This will decide the direction of this case."
He carefully broke the seal. The papers inside smelled faintly of chemicals and ink. Both officers scanned the pages silently.
The report confirmed horrifying details: DNA samples matched Sara's account; the fingerprints of Qamar, Asif, Bilal, and Najma were found inside the container. Even traces of chloroform and alcohol bottles had been recovered.
Farooq: (clenching his jaw) "This is enough to lock them for life. They can't escape now."
Haroon: (grimly) "But this isn't just about them. I feel there are bigger names behind this. Sara wasn't a random target. Someone powerful is pulling the strings."
Farooq stayed silent, his eyes glued to a paragraph mentioning unidentified third-party fingerprints. That was proof there were still more culprits in the shadows.
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Scene 2 – Media Frenzy Outside
Meanwhile, outside the headquarters, the media had turned the case into a storm. Satellite vans, reporters holding mics, and cameramen filled the street. Placards reading "Justice for Sara" were raised by protesters.
Every major Urdu and English newspaper carried screaming headlines:
"Container Case Exposes Dark Secrets of Elites"
"Will Justice Prevail or Power Win Again?"
"Sara's Silence vs Najma's Confession – Who Will Speak Truth?"
On live TV, analysts debated heatedly. Some hinted at political involvement, while others accused the police of hiding facts.
One anchorwoman declared passionately:
Anchor: "The people demand answers. If politicians and officials are involved, then no one is safe. Who is protecting these monsters?"
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Scene 3 – Inside Interrogation Cell
Haroon and Farooq walked down the dim corridor toward the interrogation block. A foul smell of damp concrete mixed with stale sweat filled the air. Guards unlocked the iron doors one by one until they reached the room where Najma sat in handcuffs.
She looked different today. Her face was pale, eyes swollen, but there was a strange boldness in her expression. Qamar, Asif, and Bilal sat separately, each looking nervous.
Haroon placed the forensic report on the table in front of Najma.
Haroon: "The truth is in these papers. No lies can save you now."
Najma smirked faintly.
Najma: "Truth? Inspector, you don't even know half of it. These reports are just a scratch on the surface."
Farooq: (leaning closer) "Then start talking. Who is behind you? Who funds this?"
Najma glanced around the room, then lowered her voice.
Najma: "Politicians. Ministers. People you salute every morning. They wanted girls and drinks for their night parties. I just supplied them."
Haroon's eyes narrowed.
Haroon: "Names, Najma. We need names."
Najma paused, then spoke slowly, almost savoring their shock.
Najma: "Afroz Alam Baig. He is the secretary of Education Minister Zahid Sherazi. That man… he did brutal, unthinkable things to Sara."
The room fell into heavy silence. The humming of the ceiling fan sounded louder than ever. Farooq and Haroon exchanged a glance, both pale.
Farooq: "Do you realize what you are saying? Afroz Alam is a government official."
Najma: (smirking bitterly) "I know. But truth doesn't change with his designation. Ask Sara… she remembers him."
Haroon clenched his fists under the table. His voice was low, dangerous.
Haroon: "If this is true, Najma, then you've just opened a war."
Najma leaned back, her eyes cold.
Najma: "You think I'm done? There's more. Much more. But I don't think you'll be able to hear it without your blood boiling."
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Scene 4 – Najma Reveals the Network
The officers pressed her for details. Najma began to speak, her tone steady, almost rehearsed.
Najma: "Qamar was my assistant. Zafar was the real handler. He gave me instructions, and I passed orders to Qamar, Asif, and Bilal. We were just one unit of a massive network. Every party, every night, someone powerful attended. Ministers, businessmen, bureaucrats—you name it."
Haroon's eyes widened.
Haroon: "And you expect us to believe this without proof?"
Najma leaned forward, her handcuffs clinking.
Najma: "Proof? The proof is walking in assemblies, sitting in offices, holding press conferences. Inspector, you're lucky you caught me, but don't fool yourself. This network is too big. Zafar already knows Qamar and I were arrested. He will move pieces you can't even see."
Farooq's voice trembled with rage.
Farooq: "You're admitting you ruined lives for these people, and yet you sit here without shame?"
Najma looked away, silent for a moment. Then she whispered:
Najma: "Shame died in me long ago. Now it's only survival."
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Scene 5 – Najma's Last Warning
As the interrogation stretched, Haroon finally stood and banged his fist on the table.
Haroon: "Enough games. You will face the law. Do you understand?"
Najma chuckled, a dark, humorless laugh.
Najma: "The law? Inspector, Zafar is already planning our release. By second or third hearing, we'll walk out with clean chits. Mark my words."
Haroon's jaw tightened.
Haroon: "Over my dead body."
Najma looked directly into his eyes, her tone suddenly serious.
Najma: "Then listen carefully to my last words, Inspector Haroon. Keep your security tight around Sara and her brother Noman. Don't trust anyone—not even your own department. Our men wear police uniforms too. They'll strike when you least expect."
A chill passed through the room. For the first time, Haroon and Farooq felt a genuine fear—not for themselves, but for Sara and her brother.
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Scene 6 – Aftermath of Interrogation
Haroon and Farooq stepped out of the interrogation room. Both looked shaken, their silence heavier than words.
Farooq: (quietly) "If what she says is true, we are fighting shadows. Who can we trust?"
Haroon: (grimly) "We trust no one. From now on, Sara and Noman's security is top priority. Assign men you can vouch for with your life."
Farooq nodded.
Meanwhile, in the media, rumors of Najma's confession leaked. Reporters shouted outside police lines:
Reporter 1: "Is it true politicians are involved?"
Reporter 2: "Did Najma name the education minister's secretary?"
Reporter 3: "Why are the police silent? Is there pressure from above?"
No one from the police stepped forward. Orders were strict—"No officer will speak to media without clearance."
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Scene 7 – Sara and Noman at Home
That evening, Sara sat in her living room with her elder brother Noman. The TV blared with breaking news, but she muted it.
Sara: (nervously) "Bhai, why are they dragging ministers' names now? It's terrifying."
Noman placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
Noman: "That's why we must stay strong. Haroon and DSP Farooq know what they are doing. But Sara, this is no longer a simple case—it's war against power. Promise me you'll not talk to anyone outside, not even media."
Sara nodded, her eyes moist.
At that moment, Haroon called Noman's phone.
Haroon: "Noman, increase your home security. I'll be sending two trusted constables tonight. Don't open your doors to anyone without confirmation."
Noman replied firmly:
Noman: "Don't worry, Inspector. I'll protect my sister with my life."
Sara, overhearing, silently prayed.
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Scene 8 – Silent Resolve
Late at night, Haroon sat alone in his office. Najma's words echoed in his mind: "Our men are in police uniforms too."
He stared at Sara's case file, then whispered to himself:
Haroon: "No matter who stands against me—minister, secretary, or uniform—I'll protect that girl. This case will not die."
Outside, the rain poured harder, washing the city, but not its sins.
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