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The car cruised smoothly down the road, and before long, Mirabella eased up on the gas as the blinking red dot on her smartphone came into view. Ahead was a sprawling, abandoned lot, enveloped in the night. The car's high beams cast an eerie glow on a rusty, battered iron gate with a sign hanging above it.

Her phone's GPS showed her target was just beyond that gate.

Mirabella stayed in the car, her gaze cool and composed. Then, without hesitation, she slammed the accelerator to the floor. With a thunderous crash, the car plowed through the run-down gate, sending it crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust that hung in the air, lit up by the headlights.

Atlas, sitting beside her, felt a wild thrill stir within him, a feeling he hadn't experienced in ages. They both had lived on the edge before, and even though they had left that life behind, the rogue spirit still simmered beneath the surface.

Mirabella's daring move struck a chord deep within him.

Absolutely fearless.

Atlas’s eyes sparkled with newfound energy.

Inside the lot, dim lights flickered. The noise of the gate being smashed had already alerted those inside. A dozen figures clad in black emerged quickly, squinting against the dazzling headlights and shielding their eyes. After a moment, they adjusted and saw the two people in the car.

Mirabella sat poised, her gaze steady as she surveyed the scene. After a few beats, she unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out with a calm, deliberate air.

The night breeze tousled a few strands of her hair across her eyes, which she brushed aside with a gentle blow. Her stride was confident, legs straight as she walked forward, nonchalantly rolling up the sleeves of her trench coat to reveal her slim, pale wrists.

"Where is he?" Her voice was soft, devoid of menace, yet it carried clearly to the dozen or so men.

The leader, standing at the front, squinted at Mirabella, surprise etched on his face. He didn't expect them to find this place so quickly.

He glanced over her shoulder, noticing just one man who seemed somewhat formidable behind her, and no one else.

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