As I stepped out of the car and walked into the grand villa, the silence inside the house struck me as odd. It was too quiet. Usually, she would be running around, filling the space with her laughter. But today, there was nothing. I frowned and called out, "Zubair! Where are you?"

Zubair, my right-hand man, quickly appeared from the other side of the room. His face looked pale, and I could sense his hesitation. "Jee, Khan Sahib?" he answered, his voice trembling slightly.