The city at 3:00 AM felt like a blueprint brought to life—all stark lines, deep shadows, and the hum of a machine that never truly slept. After the adrenaline-soaked chaos of the break-in, the silence of the dorm room had been too loud. Neither of them could sleep. The stolen notebooks sat on Ethan’s desk like a live wire, and the secret ledger was hidden beneath a loose floorboard."Get your jacket," Liam said, his voice cutting through the dark. He was already by the door, his eyes bright with a restless, hungry energy."Liam, it’s nearly dawn. We have the hearing in a few hours," Ethan protested, though he was already reaching for his coat. The vibration in his limbs hadn't settled; his body felt like it was humming at a frequency only Liam could hear."The hearing is about the past," Liam said, pulling the door open. "I want to show you the future. My future."They didn't take the subway. Liam led him to a rusted, beat-up motorcycle hidden in a garage three blocks away—a Rossi rel
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