Before everything fell apart, loyalty had been simple.
You loved.
You trusted.
You stayed.
Elena Voss had built her life on those rules.
And every one of them had failed her.
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Rain streaked across the windows as the car cut through the city, neon lights blurring into color and shadow. Elena sat rigid in the passenger seat, fingers tight around her coat, the gun heavy in her lap.
Neither of them spoke.
Not because there was nothing left—
But because there was too much.
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“You should ditch that.”
Adrian’s voice broke the silence.
Elena didn’t look at him. “Why?”
“It’ll make things worse if you’re caught.”
A faint, hollow smile touched her lips. “I’m already in the worst.”
He didn’t argue.
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The car slowed into a narrow street lined with abandoned warehouses.
“Where
