The city streets were alive with the hum of engines and the flashing of red and blue lights. Razor’s fingers drummed lightly on the steering wheel as they glanced in the rearview mirror. Three police cruisers, all struggling to keep pace, lights blazing, sirens wailing. Razor smirked beneath their helmet.

The engine of their sleek, matte-black car purred softly, a predator ready to pounce. In the blink of an eye, Razor punched the gas. The car roared to life, and within two seconds, it rocketed from 0 to 60, leaving the police vehicles scrambling behind.

A voice crackled over the police radio, trying to sound composed, but the frustration was clear. “All units, suspect is heading east on Bridge Street—requesting backup! Roadblocks in place at the intersection of North and 5th.”

Razor laughed softly, eyes focused ahead. "Roadblocks? How quaint."

With a flick of a switch, Razor activated the car’s advanced HUD, mapping out the quickest escape route. The question was… would they play with the cops a little longer, or make their daring escape now?

Their voice came through on the police frequency, cool and teasing. “Better step on it, officers. I'm getting bored. Let’s make this a little more exciting, shall we?”

Just ahead, Razor spotted the spike strips laid across the road. Perfect...