The morning sun hung low over the steel-and-glass skyline of Crown City, casting elongated shadows across the asphalt as the city’s early commuters began their daily grind. In the exclusive enclave of the Safest Town district, the silence of the morning was punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic hum of high-performance machinery. Ace Kane pulled his massive SUV to a halt just behind the golden silhouette of the Vegas Yellow Audi R8. He had initially feared another collision, but as he stepped out of the vehicle, he realized the "accident" was taking a much more theatrical turn.
Claire Sinclair was currently performing a masterclass in psychological warfare, disguised as a frantic escape from a mechanical beast. She scrambled out of the passenger side of Lora Hale’s supercar, her face a
