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The woman felt panic spread through her body. It was dusk, with little movement in this exquisite part of town. The all-too-familiar fear flashed through her mind with memories of the past, when she'd had no chance to defend herself. Her demons were opportunity hunters, always on the lookout for triggers that could send the redhead over the edge.

- "Just talk" he repeated, but she didn't hear him, as she was busy digging her heels into the floor while trying to free herself from the hand tight around her wrist.

Lora didn't see or hear the events around her orbit. She was focused on the feeling of helplessness snaking through her mind.

However, when the raucous rumble of a speeding car was heard, the man coaxing Lora became alert, so much so that he immediately released the woman's wrist. The car, much like a machine, screeched its tires sharply and audibly across the asphalt when it stopped.

The lamborghini Huracan parked diagonally, taking up a considerable part of the track, facing