GHOST IN THE MIRROROur targets weren’t monsters.They were men who knew how to smile.Men who signed cheques, cut ribbons, walked with confidence, and talked about “discipline” in front of cameras.Men like Vijay Sen.Polished, powerful, and poison at the core.But every empire has cracks.And we became 'the hammer'.After that night — the night Harish made me choice— leave or stay— I choose to stay.He said we weren’t fighting people; we were fighting “THE SYSTEM.”A word that sounded too big for what we really were — two broken people trying to burn something uglier than ourselves.Harish worked like a machine.He had files,