The VIP lounge buzzed with quiet intensity, a stark contrast to the vibrant ballroom below. Deepika's heart raced as she exchanged glances with Raghav, both acutely aware that they were treading on precarious ground.“Let’s split up,” Raghav suggested, leaning in. “I’ll check in with some contacts I know. You stay close to Meera. If she slips up, we need to catch it.”Deepika hesitated, uncertainty flickering in her mind. “Are you sure that’s wise? If she sees me—”“She won’t. Just keep your distance. Observe and listen. You’re good at this,” he encouraged, his confidence bolstering her resolve.“Alright. Just be careful yourself,”