Marcos Betrayal

It is not the enemy you see but the one you don't that frightens you more. Unlike the hot bullets that tear through the muscles, cold winds of spy-craft crawl under your skin and create wounds that eat you hollow. Before you realise, the walls are closing in on you and it's already too late.

Abhimanyu had found the lead that could help him uncover those wounds soon, or so he thought. It didn't matter for the lead died before Abhimanyu could make his move. The Orbs have surrounded the Indians and they are yet to realise it.

Meanwhile, the special forces have put everything on line to get their hands on another lead which could help them avert a deadly covert invasion. Lo and behold, they escape death and have their firm grip on the lead that can solve their problems, or so they think, again. In this cat-and-mouse game with a nameless enemy, the Indians struggle to keep up. Will they find the secrets of the Orbs or let the Orbs encircle them beyond rescue?