Chapter 86 CHAPTER 86

Rafael’s POV

The gate was ahead.

Heavy wrought iron. Ornate scrollwork that had stood for decades. Built to last centuries.

I didn't slow down.

Didn't even consider it.

Just aimed straight for the center and kept my foot welded to the floor.

Fifty-five miles per hour.

Sixty.

Sixty-five.

The ...

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