A strong storm was moving across Route 9 that evening, turning the highway into a dark stretch of rain, headlights, and blurred reflections. Thunder rolled in the distance as travelers rushed to find shelter from the worsening weather.
One of the few safe stops along the road was a small roadside restaurant known as the Neon Anchor Diner, where strangers gathered to wait out the storm. Inside the diner, a veteran biker named Jax had taken refuge.
He had been riding for years and was no stranger to difficult weather or long, isolated highways. That night, however, his attention was drawn not…
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