A Map of Broken Streets

Previously

…The Impala’s engine roared to life, a desperate sound against the encroaching darkness. Caleb floored it, tires screaming on the asphalt. Behind them, they could hear the sirens, growing closer, a chilling symphony of their impending doom. The Serpent’s coil was tightening, and they were caught in its deadly embrace. They had the ledger, a ticking time bomb of secrets, but they were running from two forces, both equally ruthless, both closing in. Their adventurous spirit had led them to the precipice, and now, the fall was inevitable.