He lifted the cheap membrane keyboard. Taped to the underside was a memory stick wrapped in plastic. No label. Just a scratch mark that looked like a 'V'.
A line of text appeared in old DOS green: Gta 5 Setup Exe Highly Compressed
Behind him, Bhai screamed. "The CCTV! The billing software! ROHAN, WHAT DID YOU DO?" He lifted the cheap membrane keyboard
The meter crawled. 1 KB/s. 2 KB/s. The café owner, a paan-stained tyrant named Bhai, shouted from the counter. "Rohan! You clogging the line? Others need to watch TikTok!" a paan-stained tyrant named Bhai
But Rohan wasn't listening. The voice was back, softer now.