The rain over South Mumbai didn’t fall so much as it swept through the wrought-iron gates of St. Jude’s Academy in cold, relentless sheets. Perched along the coastal fringe, where the grey churn of the Arabian Sea beat against ancient stone embankments, the academy looked less like a school and more like a fortress built for the city’s elite.
At precisely 7:45 AM, a sleek, jet-black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a halt along the pristine cobblestone driveway leading to the main quadrangle.
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