The museum doors clicked shut, swallowing the alarms behind him.
Alex broke into a run, the sharp lines of his tailored suit cutting through the midnight shadows like a blade. He was completely clean.
The stolen artifact was already miles away, safely in the hands of his crew who had vanished into the city’s veins.
All he carried now was a set of forged keys tucked against his chest and the electric, reckless rush of adrenaline drumming in his ears.
He was untouchable. He was home free.(+)