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The convoy moved forward, but the air inside the Maybach was suffocating. Liam Martin’s eyes were locked on the retreating chrome of the Rolls-Royce. "Follow them," he barked.

Leo stiffened, his voice low and vibrating with suppressed anger. "Liam, think about what you’re doing. This isn't like you."

Leo wasn't just a driver; he was Liam’s childhood friend and most trusted confidant