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Chapter 1: The Shadows on Elm Street

The golden hour light stretched long across the suburban pavement, but the air inside Liam’s chest was icy cold. Holding the phone tight against his ear, his fingers were steady despite the quiet trembling of his knees. A few feet away, the man in the sleek black Maybach offered a cold, predatory smile—a man who thought wealth and power made him untouchable in a quiet neighborhood. But the sound of heavy engines rumbling in the distance changed everything. Three matte-black SUVs rounded the corner, blocking the street in perfect formation. The driver’s confident expression crumbled into sudden unease. Liam slowly lowered his phone, his hazel eyes calm and unwavering.

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