The unsolvable mystery

**Title: A Twist of Fate**

John had always dreamt of making it big in the film industry. From his early years, his passion for movies and storytelling was unmatched. After years of struggling as a scriptwriter, his big break seemed within reach when a well-known producer showed interest in his script. He had spent sleepless nights refining the storyline, ready to put his heart and soul into this opportunity. But, as fate would have it, the producer abruptly rejected his movie plan.

John couldn't understand why. Confused and dejected, he received a call from the producer, who simply cited an "astrological problem" between them as the reason. John didn’t believe in astrology, but the producer’s conviction was unshakeable. The rejection shattered John's hopes. He was left devastated, staring at the blank walls of his small apartment, wondering how it had all gone wrong. His family's financial situation weighed heavily on him. He was the sole breadwinner for his family, and they were all depending on him to keep things afloat. His mother’s health was failing, and the medical bills were piling up. He had no savings left. The rejection felt like the final blow.

Sitting at the dining table, his head in his hands, John felt like he had hit rock bottom. Just then, his married sister, Priya, who had come to visit him, sat down beside him. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, sensing the weight of his burden.

"John, you know there's another way," she said softly.

He looked up, his face marked with exhaustion. "What do you mean?"

"Our father," she continued, "he died while he was still in service. You can take up his post in the police department. They keep these positions open for family members. It’s a secure job, and you’ll be able to provide for everyone."

John recoiled at the idea. He had never seen himself as a police officer. His father had been a dedicated policeman, known for his discipline and bravery. John respected his father's work but had always sought a different path. The thought of giving up on his creative dreams to wear a uniform seemed like surrendering a part of himself.

"But I’m not cut out for that, Priya," John sighed. "That’s not who I am."

"You don’t have a choice right now, John," she replied firmly. "I know it’s not your dream, but you need stability. We all do. Sometimes, life forces us down roads we never expected to travel. But it doesn't mean you can’t find meaning in it. And Dad was proud of his work. You could be too."

John stayed silent, considering her words. He thought of his family’s struggles, his mother’s frail health, and the unpaid bills piling up. Reluctantly, he knew Priya was right. He had no other option.

The next morning, John visited the police station and applied for his father’s vacant post. Thanks to the departmental policy, he was quickly accepted into the force. The transition wasn’t easy. As he started his training, he realized that law enforcement was more physically demanding than he had ever imagined. Days turned into weeks, and John found himself growing into the role, though his heart still ached for the world of cinema.

A silver lining in John's new career was his brother-in-law, Arun. Arun was a senior officer, highly respected within the force, and his position was well above John's rank. He offered guidance, support, and encouragement, making John's adjustment to police life a bit smoother. Arun, with his calm demeanor and sharp instincts, was someone John had always admired. Having him around in the same department felt like a blessing.

One day, an urgent meeting was called at the police station where John was posted. The atmosphere was tense, and officers were summoned immediately. It wasn’t the usual morning briefing or crime update. John and his fellow officers hurried into the conference room, finding Arun and other senior officers already seated at the head of the table.

The chief of police, a stern man in his fifties with graying hair and a furrowed brow, stood up to address the officers. His voice was steady but carried an undertone of concern.

"We have a situation," he began. "..........