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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Authors’ Note
  5. 1. ‘IF ANYONE MOVES, FIRE MAARO’
  6. 2. DAWN ABDUCTION
  7. 3. WAITING GAME
  8. 4. ‘BREAKING’ SALIM
  9. 5. THE CONFESSION
  10. 6. AN ENCOUNTER
  11. 7. ‘LEADER IS IN INDIA ALREADY’
  12. 8. BABAJI’S MAN WITH NO EXIT PLAN
  13. 9. ‘MAN OF RESPECT’ IN HYDERABAD
  14. 10. TRACKING SALIM
  15. 11. HOLDING BACK
  16. 12. WHAT IS SALIM HIDING?
  17. 13. POULTRY FARM YIELDS 143 CHICKENS, 380 EGGS, 2 PAKISTANI ‘GUESTS’
  18. 14. A TOOTH FOR A TOOTH
  19. 15. OPERATION TROJAN HORSE
  20. 16. THE YOUNG DRONE-MAKER
  21. 17. AN AMBUSH
  22. 18. MURDER AND RETRIBUTION
  23. 19. NEW RECRUITS
  24. 20. BUNGALOW NUMBER 105
  25. 21. A STEP INTO THE PAST
  26. 22. TRAINING
  27. 23. GIVING INDIA A ‘THOUSAND CUTS’
  28. 24. THE GAME BEGINS
  29. 25. SHOOT TO KILL
  30. 26. KRAV MAGA, KALI AND TRACKING SKILLS
  31. 27. THE MIND OF NAWAZ
  32. 28. KEY CONCEPTS
  33. 29. THE SACRIFICE
  34. 30. ‘ONCE IS A COINCIDENCE, TWICE IS ENEMY ACTION’
  35. 31. FIRST CONTACT WITH THE ENEMY
  36. 32. BREAKTHROUGH IN KISHANGANJ
  37. 33. ROAD TO THAMEL
  38. 34. THE EAGLES ARE FLYING
  39. 35. KARACHI APPOINTMENT WITH LeT BOSSES
  40. 36. DAWN AT BAYT AL-MUJAHIDEEN
  41. 37. RPGs AND DUCKING LIVE BULLETS
  42. 38. SAFFRON MILK AND A GAME OF CHESS
  43. 39. RETURN TO INDIA
  44. 40. THE FIRST ASSIGNMENT
  45. 41. LOOKING FOR ATIF
  46. 42. TERROR ON A PLATE
  47. 43. MURDER IN THE DARK
  48. 44. RING THE BELLS
  49. 45. THE TOAST OF LeT
  50. 46. BACK TO THE DEN
  51. 47. ‘YOU COULD KILL JUST TWO, BABAR?’
  52. 48. FIRST TARGET
  53. 49. DEHRADUN
  54. 50. TIME FOR REVENGE
  55. 51. TERROR AT BVP HEADQUARTERS
  56. 52. KARACHI IN MOURNING
  57. 53. GUNNING FOR THE CM
  58. 54. A SUMMONS TO KARACHI
  59. 55. A SERIES OF BOMBINGS
  60. 56. BREACHING THE BASTION
  61. 57. THE LAST HURRAH
  62. 58. ATTACKING THE CRPF CITADEL
  63. 59. A PROMOTION
  64. 60. THE NIGHT OF 26/11
  65. About the Authors

‘No wonder, sir, the Pakistan rangers have been firing since yesterday. They were providing cover for these terrorists to sneak in,’ Singh said when narrating what had happened to his superior on the wireless.

Punjab’s districts along the international border were not new to random shelling. India’s security forces and intelligence agencies, however, knew that the shelling by the Pakistan rangers always had a purpose and was never random. In the 1980s and ’90s, such shelling would coincide with attempts to launch trained Khalistani terrorists into India for terror missions.

There were several pro-Khalistan outfits whose top leadership was hosted and funded by the Pakistani Deep State, that is, the army and the ISI. The most active amongst the Khalistani outfits, operating out of Lahore and Karachi, were the Khalistan Liberation Commandos and the International Sikh Youth Group.

7. ‘LEADER IS IN INDIA ALREADY’

7

‘LEADER IS IN INDIA ALREADY’

Four hours after the police encounter in Khemkaran, Jigar was yanked out of a cell at the Shahid Bhagat Singh police station. The station house officer, Hoshiyaar Singh, wanted to see him.

Hoshiyaar had spent the last fifteen years of his career on assignments in border districts and preferred the rough but direct method of dealing with people detained or arrested for alleged involvement in terrorism and espionage. He did not believe in the ‘carrot and stick’ technique, the employment of both soft and hard approaches to extract information from a subject.

For Jigar, a team was in place to grill him. Apart from Hoshiyaar and his aides, Constable Sucha Singh, Head Constable Sangram Singh and CTC’s Shekhar were also there.

Shekhar had been woken up at 4 a.m. by a phone call from his boss. He had asked him to rush to Delhi’s Palam airport, where a chartered chopper was waiting to take him to Khemkaran. From the Khemkaran airstrip, a police car took him to the Shahid Bhagat Singh police station.

His boss had also briefed him: ‘A fifteen-year-old boy has been nabbed with two Pakistan-trained Sikh terrorists, who crossed over from Pakistan, then killed two cops in a midnight encounter.’

Shekhar was asked to find out why the trio had infiltrated into India and, specifically, why a fifteen-year-old boy had been sent.

The boy’s questioning began at 8.15 a.m. Hoshiyaar began with the basics.

‘What’s your name, Junior? Your two uncles gave us your name, but I want you to confirm it. Speak up!’ Hoshiyaar Singh screamed at the boy.

‘You came here to plant bombs at movie theatres in Delhi on 26 January? At Minerva, Ram and Liberty theatres in Delhi’s Connaught Place? Gift of death on our Republic Day, is it?’

When the boy refused to speak, Hoshiyaar continued. ‘We know who you are, Junior! Do you want to talk? Your hands are already broken in several places; shall we break some more? You are young but mixed up with vile, murderous people…