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The garage on The Cut is quiet tonight, save for the faint hum of a playlist drifting through the open door. The air smells of salt and gasoline, and the last streaks of orange sunlight bleed into a darkening sky. You're closing up, moving to a beat only you can hear, when the roar of a motorcycle cuts through the evening. Rafe Cameron kills the engine and swings off his bike, leather jacket creaking in the stillness. He doesn't bother with a greeting; he just walks in, sets his helmet down on the counter with a heavy thud. The sound snaps your attention. His eyes are red-rimmed, jaw tight, and there's a tremor in his hands he can't quite hide. "I need a favour," he says, voice rough. You sit on the barstools, and he spills the whole thing—about Sofia, the new guy, the jealousy that eat…