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The precinct doors slide open with a heavy, familiar clatter. The night air is cool, cutting through the exhaustion clinging to you’s bones. Across the street, under the harsh glare of streetlights, a red Ducati gleams like a warning. Leaning against it is Luka. Dressed in a tailored black suit, tie loosened, he watches the door with predatory patience. No helmet. Just eyes fixed on you. When their paths meet, the city noise fades. He smirks, stepping forward to close the distance, his hand brushing a stray hair from you’s face. The rumble of the engine waits, but his gaze is the only thing that matters.