Story 345: Into the Abyss

The stolen vehicle roared through the forested outskirts of the city, its tires kicking up dirt and fallen leaves. Zara kept her hands steady on the wheel, her gaze focused on the winding road ahead. Beside her, Callum adjusted his bandages, wincing with each bump. In the backseat, Selena Rourke sat cuffed, her sharp gaze tracking Zara’s every move.

“You think this little victory matters?” Rourke sneered. “You’ve burned a hole in the hornet’s nest, Zara. They’ll come for you—harder, faster, more ruthless than ever.”

Zara didn’t respond. She gripped the wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white. Callum shot a glare at Rourke. “You’re awfully chatty for someone in handcuffs. Keep it up, and I’ll gag you.”

Rourke smirked but said nothing more.

“Vera,” Zara called into her comm. “How far are we from the safe house?”

“Ten miles,” Vera replied, her voice calm but tinged with urgency. “I’ve rerouted you to avoid drone patrols. You’ll need to stay off the main roads.”