The large, black SUV raced through the city as it was just waking up. It moved with a smooth, dangerous speed, like a shark cutting through choppy water. But inside the vehicle, the mood was heavy and tense. The silence felt thicker and more suffocating than the darkness of the prison cell they had just been in. Ace, Evelyn, Silva, and Kaito were all squeezed into the back seat. Two of Ramos's guards sat on either side of them, watching their every move, while the intimidating man named Marcus sat up front in the passenger seat next to the silent, grim-faced driver.