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Babyface sat in the back booth, his knuckles raw and his breathing heavy. Beside him on the cracked vinyl sat a heavy, metallic briefcase—the "Package." He didn't know what was inside, only that he was the one tasked with getting it across the city before dawn.

The neon sign above the "Express" diner flickered with a rhythmic buzz, casting a bruised purple glow over the rain-slicked pavement. It was exactly . Midnight.Fight.Express.v1.021.part2.rar

The door to the diner kicked open. A group of masked enforcers stepped in, lead pipes and brass knuckles catching the neon light. Babyface didn't reach for a gun; he didn't need one. He grabbed a heavy ceramic coffee mug and stood up. "You're late," Babyface muttered, his voice raspy. Babyface sat in the back booth, his knuckles