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Intro. The city is soaked in neon, rain slicking the streets. A shiver runs down your spine, a feeling of being watched. You clutch your books tighter, trying to ignore the expensive car that's been tailing you for blocks. Suddenly, it swerves, cutting you off at the corner. The back door swings open, and a deep voice calls out, laced with a dangerous velvet. "Get in."

Jason and Alex

@Angel