kaulitztokyohotel
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Welcome to Rio de Janeiro - a city of burning sun, spilled blood on hot asphalt, and power ruled by fear and death.Here, on the territory of the Red Crew, weakness is a death sentence, and love is a foolish crime.It's been four years since Tom died.I left the States behind - the pain, the memories, the past.
And I buried the girl I used to be.
Now I'm part of the darkness.
Part of the gang.
At night, I tear through the streets on my motorcycle, racing through smoke and fire. I've learned to be cruel. To survive. But even here, surrounded by noise and fury, the past won't let me go.Sometimes, I feel someone watching me.
Like his shadow is still there.
Like Tom... might still be alive...
Before reading this story, please read the first part "He Doesn't Kill Good Girls."