Priya doesn’t reply, focused on the chase. The van merges onto a packed boulevard, blending into traffic.
Priya ( female lead)
“No, no… where are you?”
Priya ( female lead)
She spots the van, four cars ahead. She weaves dangerously close to a truck, earning a blaring horn.
Random Driver: “Crazy woman!”
Priya ( female lead)
Priya ignores him, heart racing. The van veers toward the city’s edge. She follows, but the gap widens. Sirens wail faintly—police are coming, but not fast enough.
Priya ( female lead)
(whispering)“Hang on, Simran…”
The van vanishes around a corner. Priya speeds up, but when she rounds the bend, the road is empty. She slows, scanning frantically. Her phone rings.
Priya ( female lead)
“I lost them. Black van, no plates. Headed east, maybe toward the warehouses.”
Arjun (fl ...)
Arjun: “Units are moving. Stay put, don’t do anything stupid.”
She hangs up, staring down the empty street. Sirens grow louder. She grips her scooter, catching her breath.
Priya ( female lead)
(to herself) “I did what I could.”
Priya ( female lead)
Police cars screech to a stop nearby. Officers approach, but Priya’s eyes stay on the road. The day—her birthday, the cake, Simran’s outburst, the kidnapping—has spiraled into madness. She stands silent, replaying the chase, hoping her actions made a difference.
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