He opened the chat list. Scrolling past group names, he found a chat with a contact saved as “M.” No profile picture. He opened it.

The last message from Meera, timestamped 11:32 PM two nights ago: “I can’t do the pickup tomorrow. The package is too hot. Burn this chat when you’re done.”

Arjun had been staring at his phone for three hours. On the screen was a message that felt like a punch to the gut: “Last seen yesterday at 11:42 PM.”

He copied the database, the photos, the metadata, and the decryption logs onto three separate drives. Then he looked at the Chor Bazaar v3 tool one last time. A tool designed for jealous spouses and snooping parents had just become a lifeline.