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The message read: "Meet me at the old clock tower at 10 PM. Come alone. -Y"

Just as Aaliyah was about to ask Yasin more questions, a loud screeching sound echoed through the night air. A motorcycle came to a halt beside them, and a helmeted rider handed Yasin a small package. ZZSeries.24.12.23.Aaliyah.Yasin.Wet.Hot.Indian....

Yasin glanced around once more before pulling out a small folder from his jacket pocket. "I've got evidence of a massive scandal, Aaliyah. One that goes all the way to the top." The message read: "Meet me at the old clock tower at 10 PM

It was a drizzly winter evening in Mumbai, and Aaliyah, a young and ambitious journalist, was working late in her office. She had just received a cryptic message from her source, Yasin, about a breaking news story that required her immediate attention. A motorcycle came to a halt beside them,