They disappeared into the sprawl of Istanbul, two shadows chasing the dawn.
Asi kicked the bike into gear, the wind already catching her hair. "Not everything," she shouted over the engine. "We still have to get out of the city."
She turned and vanished before he could even register her scent. By the time the song faded into the next track, Asi and Ouz Han were back in the cool night air, the engine of a getaway bike roaring to life.
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