It was around 2:25 in the afternoon.
Rohit sat in front of a small roadside stall that sold tea and basic snacks. The location was a quiet stretch of road cutting through a landscape of tall trees — the beginning of the forest area near the ordinance factory he was scheduled to visit.
The cab he had booked had dropped him ten minutes early. Now he was waiting for Robin.
The stall owner brought over a glass of tea. Fortunately the place wasn't crowded, so Rohit took a seat on one of the empty benches, folded one leg over the other, and sipped slowly.
The tea wasn't as good as the ones he usually preferred, but it was manageable. With free time on his hands, his mind drifted back to the events of the morning.
