Chapter 61: The Chase Begins
Adrian's pulse pounded as he followed Ivy’s lead, his mind racing with possibilities. Who had found them? Was it the people from the gala? The mafia? Or someone even worse? "Stay quiet," Ivy whispered, pulling him to the back door of the safe house. Through the window, Adrian caught a glimpse of the approaching car—a sleek black Rolls-Royce with tinted windows. The license plate bore an unusual combination of letters and numbers, the kind that screamed power and secrecy. The vehicle came to a slow stop just outside the house, its headlights illuminating the front door. Ivy didn’t waste another second. She yanked open the back door, leading Adrian into the darkness. The night air was crisp, the sky moonlit, casting shadows against the alleyways behind the house. "Where are we going?" Ad
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