This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.

The rain hammered against the windshield as Detective Sarah Chen gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white with tension. The red taillights of the sedan ahead blurred into streaks of crimson through the downpour, but she kept her foot steady on the accelerator. Three weeks of surveillance had led to this moment, and she wasn't about to let Marcus Volkov slip away again.

"Unit Seven, this is Control. Suspect vehicle is approaching the industrial district. All units maintain distance," crackled the radio.

Sarah adjusted her earpiece and pressed the response button. "Copy that, Control. Suspect is driving erratically, appears to be aware of pursuit."

The truth was, Marcus Volkov was one of the most wanted men in the city, suspected of orchestrating a series of art thefts from prestigious galleries. But what made this case personal for Sarah was the murder of her former partner, Detective Jim Rodriguez, who had been found dead in his apartment just days after getting too close to Volkov's operation.

As the sedan took a sharp right turn into a narrow alley, Sarah's heart rate quickened. She knew this part of the city well—a maze of abandoned warehouses and forgotten streets where criminals often disappeared into the shadows. She radioed her position and followed, her sedan's headlights cutting through the darkness.

The chase ended abruptly when Volkov's car skidded to a halt near a loading dock. Sarah pulled up fifty yards behind, drawing her service weapon as she stepped into the rain. The cold drops stung her face as she moved cautiously toward the abandoned vehicle, her eyes scanning for any sign of movement.