(Jace's POV)
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No matter what I tried, though, the sedan was gone. As if it had never been there at all. And there was nothing I could do about it.
I stood frozen for a moment, my mind unwilling to accept the sudden absence. My eyes scanned the stretch of asphalt and cars beyond the plaza's perimeter, desperate for even a glimpse of that distinctive frame. But it had vanished, swallowed whole by the ocean of vehicles that surged relentlessly down the city streets.
And yet... I was certain of what I had seen.
It reminded me of Casey. And Kira. It looked exactly like the kind of car they would drive—sophisticated, expensive, silent statements of power.
But something was off.