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Real.

“He’s close,” Trigger said, already moving.

Ace’s entire posture changed.

Focused.

Sharp.

“Lock it down,” he said.

Beast moved to the door.

Trigger to the back.

Blaze’s fingers flew across the keyboard.

I stood there, my pulse racing—

But I didn’t freeze.

Not this time.

“Tell me what to do,” I said.

Ace looked at me.

A beat.

Then—

“Stay with me.”

I nodded.

Always.

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Ace

Idon’t like how close he is.

Two miles disappears fast.

“Movement,” Trigger calls.

Blaze already has the feed up. “Black truck. Same plates.”

I lean in just enough to confirm.

Yeah.

It’s him.

My jaw tightens.

“Alright,” I say, voice calm even though everything in me is coiling tight. “We’re not waiting.”