In the busy night, Ezra drove towards the towering structure of the Star Heights Hotel, the city's glittering skyline reflecting off the surface of his car. The streets buzzed with activity, a sign of the freedom that the weekend brings.
Ezra maintained his calm as he navigated through the bustling traffic. The hotel loomed ahead, its illuminated sign a beacon against the dark sky. He hoped he was ready. Olivia had already coached him on what to do and what not to do. He hoped he would come out in one piece.
His mind went back to the conversation they'd had before he left.
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In the dimly lit confines of their safe house, Ezra, Gen, and Olivia gathered around a worn wooden table covered in maps of Southside, documents, and the various weapons they siezed from the Three Axe gang.
