Chapter 13: EPILOGUE: THE ROAD NEVER ENDS
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1. The Ashes of Blackridge
Smoke still rose from the ruins of Blackridge Prison.
The once-feared fortress was nothing more than a blackened skeleton of steel and concrete.
Bodies lay in the wreckage—guards, inmates, and monsters who had lived for the Death Races.
But three figures moved away from the destruction.
Jaxon.
Vera.
Lucas.
Bloodied. Exhausted. Alive.
They didn't stop to look back.
There was no home to return to.
Only the road ahead.
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2. The Manhunt Begins
By nightfall, news spread across America.
"BLACKRIDGE PRISON DESTROYED. WARDEN DEAD. ESCAPEES ON THE RUN."
Jaxon's face was everywhere.
Driver 88—America's Most Wanted.
The government called it a terrorist attack.
The underworld whispered something different.
"A man who killed the Death Races. A ghost of the road."
Some called him a hero.
Others wanted him dead.
And some?
Some wanted him to race again.
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3. A New Enemy in the Shadows
A sleek, black limousine rolled through the city that night.
Inside, a man in a white suit watched the news.
His cold eyes locked onto the image of Jaxon's face.
A smile played on his lips.
"Driver 88… what a name."
He poured himself a drink.
"Let's see if he's really the best."
The man turned to his assistant.
"Put out the bounty. Ten million. Dead or alive."
The world had just become a very dangerous place for Jaxon.
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4. The Road Calls Again
On the outskirts of a desert highway, a lone black muscle car roared to life.
Vera sat in the passenger seat, patching a wound on her arm.
Lucas lay in the back, sleeping.
Jaxon gripped the wheel, staring at the endless road ahead.
"Where to?" Vera asked.
Jaxon smirked.
"Wherever they don't want us to go."
The engine growled.
And as the car disappeared into the night—
The legend of Driver 88 was only just beginning.
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THE END…?