Harpreet Bhoora

Sector 17, yeah, that’s the one from 2024 with Harpreet Bhoora pulling the strings. The whole thing kicks off with a city that’s buzzing, but not in a good way—more like a hive that’s just been kicked. Corruption, cops who look the other way, and politicians who act like the city’s just their personal piggy bank. You know the vibe—everyone’s out for themselves, and the regular folks get caught in the crossfire. Bhoora’s character, he’s not your typical squeaky-clean hero. He’s got grit, he’s seen some things, and honestly, he’s pretty fed up. There’s a murder—yep, shocking, right?—and the city just sort of shrugs. But Bhoora? Nah, he can’t let it go. He starts poking around, asking the questions no one wants to hear, and ruffling feathers. This isn’t some Sherlock Holmes, by the way. He’s got a temper, he makes mistakes, he gets punched in the face more than once. But that’s the thing—he keeps going. Everything spirals. The deeper he digs, the messier it gets. Old secrets bubble up—family stuff, betrayal, all that juicy drama. And the city? It starts to feel like it’s closing in, like everyone’s got something to hide. By the end, you’re left wondering if justice even has a shot in a place like this, or if the whole system’s just too far gone. It’s rough, raw, and kinda hits close to home.