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The city's nightscape was a blur of lights and shadows as Adrian and Elena moved swiftly through back alleys, keeping to the darkest paths to avoid attention. Elena's fingers curled tightly around Adrian's sleeve, her grip firm, while Adrian scanned every street, every shadow, every flicker of movement.
The empty space between them felt loud.
The danger wasn't gone. Vincent's presence was an invisible specter, his reach extending through the city's hidden corridors, surveillance, and connections. Emma was still out there and every step they took was for her.
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Adrian crouched near a stack of crates, whispering to Elena. "We need to keep moving. He's watching, and he knows the moment we relax, he'll strike."
Elena whispered, her voice steady but tense. "I know… but where do we go? Every street looks the same at night, every alley could hide someone."
