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𝓘—t was the dead of night when Karma was jolted awake by a series of sharp sounds piercing through the quiet—a rapid succession of gunshots echoing down the darkened streets.
He blinked against the shadows of the room as he struggled to shake off the remnants of sleep.
He slid out of bed and moved cautiously to the window. Peeking through the blinds, he squinted into the alley below.
The moonlight barely illuminated the grimy pavement, but the flashes of light from the gunfire confirmed his suspicions. A group of figures were engaged in a chaotic exchange. Their silhouettes darted between buildings as the echoes of violence reverberated through the air.
Karma sighed before shaking his head. This was exactly what he had anticipated when he chose this part of town.
He had known it was risky, a rundown area where danger lurked. But it was also convenient—an ideal location to stay off the radar and keep a low profile while orchestrating his next moves.
