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The rain was a mistake. That’s what Leo thought as he watched it smear the neon lights of the city across his windshield. He was six hours into a twelve-hour shift, and the 2026 Ryzen-class hauler’s auto-stabilizers were already fighting a losing battle against the flooded interstate.

Silence.

His peripheral vision caught them: two black sedans, no plates, engines warm. They were waiting for a payload. Not his meds. They were after the driver . After his jack. A black-market neural lace was worth more than the entire truck. driver tweaker

Then the road went dark.