Characters:
ARJUN: A stressed businessman (30s).
ZARA: His wife, looking for answers.
STRANGER: A mysterious voice on the phone.
(Room mein andhera hai. Sirf ek table lamp jal raha hai. ARJUN window ke paas khara hai, bahar baarish ho rahi hai. Uska phone vibrate karta hai.)
ARJUN: (Phone uthate hue, awaaz mein thori ghabrahat) Hello? Maine kaha tha na is waqt call mat karna.
STRANGER (V.O.): Baat waqt ki nahi hai, Arjun. Baat vaade ki hai. You promised the documents would be ready by midnight.
ARJUN: I know! Lekin situation thori complex ho gayi hai. Zara ghar par hai, main uske samne ye sab nahi kar sakta.
(Door opens slowly. ZARA enters, she's holding a cup of coffee. Arjun quickly hides the phone behind his back.)
ZARA: Arjun? Itni dair ho gayi hai, tum abhi tak soye nahi? Kisse baat kar rahe thay?
ARJUN: (Forcing a smile) Hey... kuch nahi, bas office ka ek client tha. International call thi toh uthani parhi. You should be in bed.
ZARA: (Setting the coffee down) Tumhari aankhen jhoot bol rahi hain. Pichle ek hafte se tum sahi se soye nahi ho. Is everything okay? Business mein koi masla?
ARJUN: Sab theek hai, Zara. Trust me. Bas thora kaam ka load hai.
(Suddenly, Arjun's phone pings with a loud notification. Zara looks at the phone, then at Arjun. Tension builds.)
ZARA: Phir se client? Itni raat ko? Arjun, agar tum kisi mushkil mein ho, toh mujhe batao. Hum mil kar solve karenge.
ARJUN: (Sighing deeply) Kuch cheezein aisi hoti hain jo share nahi ki ja sakti, Zara. For your own safety... just let it go.
ZARA: (Voice trembling) Safety? Arjun, tum mujhe dara rahe ho. What have you done?
(Arjun moves toward her, but his phone starts ringing again. The caller ID says: "PRIVATE NUMBER".)
ARJUN: (Under his breath) Sh*t