Two days ago,
On January 16, 2031, at midnight, a car sped down the highway, its speed already exceeding the engine's limits.
The sound of the engine roared through the night, the driver skillfully handling the vehicle as if it were an extension of her own body, cutting through the air with an exhilarating rush.
The tires were overheating, threatening to melt once the car finally came to a stop.
"Call the Diego family and tell them the opposite of what you said to Williams," Avendial instructed from the front seat, his hands folded in his lap.
The exhaustion from multiple trips weighed heavily on him as he held himself upright in the seat.
In stark contrast, Aecilia drove with an energy that seemed boundless.
