The location was isolated.
An old café on the outskirts.
Almost empty.
Too quiet.
Kiara stepped out of the car.
Her eyes scanning everything.
Alert.
Aarav stood beside her.
Not interfering.
But fully aware.
"You sure about this?" he asked.
Kiara nodded.
"He wouldn't call me for no reason."
Inside—
A man sat in the corner.
Hood up.
Face partially hidden.
Kiara walked toward him.
Slowly.
"Aman?" she said.
The man looked up.
And nodded.
Aman Verma.
Former Aurora analyst.
Disappeared five years ago.
"You came," he said quietly.
Kiara sat down.
"What do you have?"
Aman glanced at Aarav.
"He stays," Kiara said.
Aman hesitated.
Then nodded.
"You were right," he said.
"About Aurora."
Kiara frowned.
"I already know there was internal betrayal."
Aman shook his head.
"No."
A pause.
"You only know half of it."
Silence.
Aarav leaned slightly forward.
"Then say the other half."
Aman lowered his voice.
"There wasn't just one traitor."
Kiara's expression changed.
"What do you mean?"
Aman looked directly at her.
"There were two."
The air froze.
"Who?" Kiara asked.
Aman hesitated.
Then said—
"One was Arjun."
Kiara's jaw tightened.
"That's not news."
Aman shook his head again.
"The second one…"
A pause.
"…was inside your own family."
Silence.
Dead.
Heavy.
Kiara's voice dropped.
"Be clear."
Aman leaned closer.
"Someone from the Kapoor family was feeding information to Vikram."
Aarav's eyes darkened.
Kiara went still.
"No…"
Aman nodded.
"I have proof."
He slid a file across the table.
Kiara opened it.
Her hands—
Steady.
But her heart—
Not.
Inside—
Transactions.
Calls.
Signatures.
One name repeated.
Again.
And again.
Kiara's breath stopped.
"…This is not possible."
Aarav looked at the file.
Then at her.
"Who is it?" he asked.
Kiara didn't answer immediately.
Because saying it—
Would make it real.
Finally—
She whispered—
"…My uncle."
Silence shattered everything.
Aarav's expression hardened.
"Why didn't you know?"
Kiara shook her head slowly.
"Because I trusted him."
Aman spoke again—
"He's been working with Vikram for years."
Kiara closed the file.
Her eyes—
Cold now.
"Where is he?" she asked.
Aman replied—
"Gone."
A pause.
Then—
"He disappeared the same night Vikram was arrested."
Aarav cursed under his breath.
Kiara stood up.
This time—
No hesitation.
No doubt.
"They're connected," she said.
Aarav nodded.
"And this isn't over."
Kiara's eyes darkened.
"Not until I end it."
Because now—
This wasn't just about enemies.
It was about betrayal.
From within.
And that—
Was far more dangerous.