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ACP Sen arrived at Bhola's hut in the fishing village of Nayapatti at 3 AM. But Debu's men had been faster. The hut was a skeleton of burnt bamboo. Bhola Nath's body lay face-down in the mud, a single bullet hole behind his ear. On his chest, someone had placed a dead bhetki fish—a signature.

The tobacco tin was gone.

"Not nothing," Roshni whispered through pain. "Bhola. He has a second copy. He keeps it inside a tin of tobacco in his hut." Nalban Kolkata Scandal Fulll

The guard's blood turned to ice.

And ACP Sen? He resigned. He now runs a small tea stall near Nalban's entrance. On the wall behind his stall, there's a faded newspaper clipping: "Guard's Murder Exposes 1,200-Crore Lake Scam." ACP Sen arrived at Bhola's hut in the

Roshni Chatterjee still rows there every Sunday. Her right finger is still crooked. She calls it her "Nalban finger." Bhola Nath's body lay face-down in the mud,