Claimed by the Ruthless Biker
"I have to go. Stay under the sofa. Don't come out until I tell you to. If the door opens and it’s not me, use the knife I gave you."
"Ruan, wait—"
But he was already at the door. He turned for one last second, the red light of the flare highlighting the scars on his chest. "We’re not finished, Esmeray. Not by a long shot. But right now, I have to go show these snakes why you never cross a Phantom on his own turf."
He burst out into the night, the sound of gunfire immediately erupting over the roar of the engines.