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... as they entered a private, high-security chamber—luxurious as fuck but built for business. The kind of place where billionaires bought their toys without prying eyes or unnecessary interruptions.
And right there, sitting under soft, museum-style lighting, were the beasts Parker had come for.
Five cars. Three motorcycles. All customized. All carrying the unmistakable insignia of Nyxilith.
First, the two vintages.
A 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO, midnight black with crimson ...
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