“Let’s go steal their traffic mainframe.”
Marco didn’t answer. His jaw was locked. In the rearview, three police interceptors fishtailed around the corner, their lights bleeding red and blue into the rain. Madout Open City 2 wasn’t a game anymore. Not since VegaCorp put a bounty on his head. madout open city 2
“You’re not serious,” Lana whispered. “Let’s go steal their traffic mainframe
He pulled into an abandoned parking garage, killed the engine, and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. Rain dripped from his hair. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped animal. killed the engine