The sky was overcast that night. Gray clouds piled up like the pressure in Thor’s chest. He drove as if every second mattered, as if every heartbeat shoved him faster toward what he had to confront.

“You son of a bitch… motherfucker… this ends tonight!” he snarled through clenched teeth, pressing the accelerator.

Back at the penthouse, Celina paced like a caged lioness. Her phone trembled in her hands, but Thor didn’t answer.

“Baby, for God’s sake… pick up…” her voice broke, choked by tears. “D