Naomi's POV I was, as always, with my gang, in the canopy of Phal, the fresh fruit juice stall outside on the lawn, with rabbits hopping, squealing, and burrowing at the silent corner far away from us. We sat in a circular arrangement around the white table whose legs stood crossed on the floor. It was around mid-October yet long shades of sunshine covered us that afternoon. With my notes at the center of the table, I was busy explaining the topic of search warrants which Akshat sir had taught. I saw the girls nodding and Tanvi noting the important