Ariel stayed calm, her eyes fixed on the sports car.She was almost certain now that they were being intercepted."This is bad," her local colleague said, frowning. "I recognize the guy standing in front. He's a well-known street boss around here, backed by an Isbell family."Ariel frowned. Their numbers were significant, and their intentions were unclear.And would someone driving such an expensive car do this for money? Probably not."We're armed, right?" Ariel checked the car doors. They were all locked.Her gut told her these people might be even more dangerous than the gunfire behind them."We do have guns, but if we go head-to-head with them, I don't think…"Ariel understood immediately that escaping was not going to be easy.Just then, someone got out of the sports car.He was a man in his 30s, with the typical features of a Veylander, yet still fairly handsome. His attire was strikingly luxurious, setting him apart from everyone else.Ariel's colleague's eyes went wi
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