The tunnel spat them out into an old service station beneath a long-abandoned mercado near Sant Antoni. Lina kicked open the grate and crawled up into a dim alley, Alex right behind her.
The streets were humming. Sirens in the distance. The city never slept, but tonight it was murmuring louder than usual.
Alex tapped his phone. No signal.
“They’ve jammed t…
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