This is a story of THREE MEN
“I was sitting in a room with four of the most dangerous men in Mumbai. All four had a gun in their hands. I had single malt in mine. And I was the one who was going to dictate the terms.”
“That day, I understood the importance of money. That day, I got a new reason to live. That day, I knew what I had to do in life and for what.
I had to kill, and I had to kill for money.”
“I felt relieved, I felt scared, I felt guilty. I had finally made the deal.
I had paid for my first murder.”