Yet these flaws feel secondary to the series’ larger achievement: bringing into sharp relief the ordinary mechanisms of impunity and the human cost they exact. Undekhi doesn’t offer tidy catharsis; its ending is less a resolution than a bleak ledger — naming debts unpaid and scars left open. That refusal to tidy things up is brave. It asks uncomfortable questions: How do you seek justice when institutions are complicit? What happens to truth when silence is enforced by fear or favor?