Chapter 15 - Dawn of a New Legacy
The damp morning air of the mountain creek bed hit Clara’s face like a splash of cold water as she scrambled out of the narrow stone exit tunnel, clutching Maya tightly to her chest with one arm while gripping the encrypted thumb drive in her other hand. Her bare feet were bruised and bleeding, her pink robe stained with mud and pine resin, but she didn't feel the pain. Adrenaline and raw survival instinct carried her forward toward the rusted vintage motorcycle hidden beneath a tarp of green canvas beside the rushing stream.
From up the ridge, muffled shouts and the sharp, echoing crack of a single gunshot pierced the crisp dawn silence. Clara froze for a fraction of a second, her heart stopping in her throat.
“David!” she cried out under her breath, a sob tearing at her chest. But she knew she couldn't turn back. If she went back, Evelyn’s syndicate won, and Maya’s future was forfeited.
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Clara ripped the canvas tarp off the motorcycle, straddling the heavy machine
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