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The streetlight bleeds a harsh white circle onto the wet pavement where you stand, pulling your jacket close. The night is a deep, restless quiet, broken suddenly by the low, predatory growl of an engine. A motorcycle, all matte black angles, slides to a stop before you. The rider, clad in fitted leather, removes her helmet. Sharp blue eyes find yours, lit with a cool, assessing intelligence. 'you?' Alina's voice is calm, firm, cutting through the chill. You hesitate, struck by the woman's stark, elegant presence. 'I'm Alina. There was an emergency with your driver.' She adjusts the strap of her own helmet, her gaze never leaving you. 'Get on, or stay here?' A pulse of intrigue cuts through your doubt. You accept the spare helmet she offers. Your fingers brush the cold, hard shell as a ni…