The sun was hanging low in the sky, casting long shadows across the busy highway. Drew's line of black cars was moving through the traffic, looking all cool but also kinda tense.
They were getting close to this big overpass when suddenly, we heard this loud truck engine. Lights on the horizon, and guess what, it's that big truck that took off with Drew's gold – the nerve, right?
Reyansh, driving Drew's car, gives him this look like, "Drew, it's about to go down." The whole highway feels like it's holding its breath, waiting for the big clash.
The huge truck, all shiny and stealing Drew's gold, is ahead. Drew's cars surround it, making this cool gangster circle. Tension so thick, you could cut it with a knife.
Drew, chilling in the back of his car, gives Reyansh this nod like, "Let's do
