Dishonored To Dominance: Marcus Rise

RACE

As the SUV sped through the rain-drenched streets, tension hung thick in the air. Marcus glanced back, half-expecting to see the black SUV chasing them. “Are we clear?” he asked, his voice tight.

“Not yet,” Trask replied, his eyes focused on the road. “We need to lose them first. Hayes has too many eyes out here.”

Evelyn leaned forward, scanning their surroundings. “We should split up. If they’re tracking us, it might buy us some time.”

Marcus shook his head. “No way. We stick together. We need to regroup and plan our next move.”

Trask turned a corner sharply, tires screeching. “I know a back route. It’ll take longer, but it’s less likely to be monitored.”

“Do it,” Marcus said, feeling a mix of urgency and unease.

As they sped through the dark streets, the rain poured relentlessly, obscuring their vision. “Any idea what Hayes is planning?” Evelyn asked, her brow furrowed.

“Just the usual—illegal bioweapons, power plays, manipulation,” Marcus replied, his mind racing. “But the depth of