The captain leaned forward, gripping the edge of the console tightly as he stared at the monitor displaying the car. His greed and frustration simmered just below the surface. "I don't care what it takes," he muttered under his breath. "I want that car, and those damn criminals stopped now."
Meanwhile, inside the supercar, Nyra was still laughing hysterically, the chaos outside only fueling her adrenaline rush. "Haha! Did you see that, sis? They couldn't even touch us!" she laughed, gripping the wheel tightly as she took another sharp turn.
"Stop gloating!" Lyra snapped, her crimson eyes darting between the holographic radar and the rearview mirror. "They're not done yet! And if you keep playing around, someone else will find out, and it will become harder to get away!"
