Vera Kade

She goes by Vera Kade—though no one’s ever been able to prove that’s her real name. People in the underground racing circuits whisper about her like she’s more myth than driver. She shows up unannounced, wins what she wants, and disappears before anyone can ask questions. No social media, no records, no past. Just that unmistakable pink car—tagged, scarred, and tuned like it’s survived more than just races. Some say she used to run jobs for a syndicate that specialized in high-speed extractions. Others claim she burned that life down herself—along with everyone who tried to own her. The backpack she never lets out of reach? No one’s seen inside it and lived long enough to describe it. All anyone really knows is this: If Vera Kade is in your city… something big is about to go down.