They crawled past the patrol car, hearts racing as the officer's eyes followed their heavy cargo. Once clear, they accelerated back into the night. As the sun began to rise, painting the horizon in orange and purple, the city docks finally came into view. One by one, they backed their massive trailers into the loading bays, the "Mission Complete" notification flashing across their screens.
The rain was coming down in sheets over the 28 km² map, blurring the lights of the distant city. Inside the cab of his customized heavy-duty rig, Elias adjusted the wipers and checked his GPS. He wasn't alone tonight; three of his friends were visible as blue icons on his map, their headlights cutting through the dark in a perfectly aligned convoy. They crawled past the patrol car, hearts racing
"Heads up, convoy," Elias said over the radio. "Speed camera ahead. Keep it at sixty." One by one, they backed their massive trailers
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