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Three hours later, the highway was a blur of orange sodium lights. Lino pushed the stick into fifth, the engine screaming in a frequency that vibrated through his teeth. Behind him, three black SUVs—Ares’s clean-up crew—threaded through traffic with lethal precision.

He slammed the brakes, the specialized hydraulic system locking the rear wheels in a perfect 180-degree spin. As the lead SUV hurtled toward him, Lino engaged the pneumatic ram. The collision was a symphony of screeching metal. The SUV launched into the air, a two-ton bird of prey clipped mid-flight, while Lino’s car absorbed the shock through the custom dampeners he’d spent months perfecting. Lost.Bullet.2.2022.PL.WEB-DLx264-K83.mkv

He stepped out of the smoking wreckage before the wheels had even stopped spinning. He walked toward the lead driver, who was dazed and pinned by an airbag. Lino didn't say a word. He simply reached into the driver’s tactical vest, pulled out a specific, modified magazine, and felt the weight of the rounds. Three hours later, the highway was a blur

Lino looked at the car. It was a Frankenstein of engineering: a sleeper sedan packed with a nitrogen-cooled turbocharger and a front bumper forged from industrial-grade titanium, designed to flip armored transport trucks like toys. He didn't grab a gun. He grabbed a wrench. He slammed the brakes, the specialized hydraulic system

Lino finally wiped his grease-stained hands on a rag. His eyes, cold as the steel frame of the car, drifted to a single, mangled bullet sitting on his workbench—the one that had nearly cost him everything a year ago. In this world, a bullet wasn't just lead; it was a signature. "I told you I was out," Lino said, his voice like gravel.