A heavy storm rolled across Route 9 that night, turning the highway into a blur of rain, headlights, and reflection. Thunder echoed across the landscape as travelers sought shelter wherever they could find it. One of those places was the Neon Anchor Diner, a small roadside restaurant glowing faintly against the dark weather.
Inside, strangers gathered quietly, waiting for the storm to pass. Among them was a seasoned biker named Jax, who had pulled over to take refuge from the worsening weather.
Known for years of long-distance riding, he was used to unpredictable conditions and isolated roads. That night, however, something inside the diner caught…
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