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Harjit didn't look away from the screen. "The ground is a lie, Arjun. The real battlefield is here." She tapped the CMS interface. "He’s in the noise."

She fed the IMEI of that Android into CMS’s predictive mobility engine. The system cross-referenced cell tower pings, public CCTV feeds, and railway reservation data. Within ninety seconds, a red line appeared on the map. cms punjab police

"No," Harjit zoomed in. "There’s a farmhouse there. Off the grid. But CMS doesn't need signal—it needs presence . Look." Harjit didn't look away from the screen