in a quiet side street, I met Aiden, who was running away from something on a motorcycle. Suddenly, two black cars rolled around the corner, and men in suits got out of them, apparently looking for her. Aiden jumped into an abandoned warehouse and I followed. As soon as I entered, I could already see the tension on his face. “You don't know what you've gotten yourself into,” he said before the men found us.
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