After days of relentless driving, Clara and Alessandro finally arrive in the sleepy coastal town. The air is thick with the smell of salt and fish, and the pace of life is slow and unhurried. It's a far cry from the bustling cities they're used to, but it's exactly what they need.They find a small, secluded cottage on the outskirts of town, far from prying eyes. It's rustic and unassuming, but it offers them the privacy and security they crave.As they settle in, they begin to adopt new identities. Alessandro dyes his hair and grows a beard, while Clara changes her name and adopts a more casual style of dress. They know they have to be careful, to avoid drawing attention to themselves.Unbeknownst to them, they are being watched. Silas, the old man who owned the cabin they stayed at previously, has followed them to the coastal town. He's a grizzled, weathered man with eyes that have seen too much, and he has a soft spot for Clara and Alessandro. He senses the danger that surrounds them, and he's determined to protect them.Silas keeps his distance, observing them from afar. He spends his days fishing on the docks, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of trouble. He knows that the Shadow Wolves are out there, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to keep them away from Clara and Alessandro.As Clara and Alessandro begin to build their new lives, they find themselves drawn to the simple pleasures of the coastal town. They spend their days walking on the beach, exploring the local shops, and getting to know the friendly residents.But beneath the surface, they are always on edge. They know that their past could catch up with them at any moment, and they are constantly looking over their shoulders.One evening, as they are walking home from the local pub, they notice a strange car parked down the street. It's a black sedan with tinted windows, and it looks out of place in the quiet coastal town.Alessandro's hand instinctively goes to his gun. "That car," he whispers to Clara. "I don't like it."Clara nods, her eyes narrowed. "Stay alert. Something's not right."As they approach their cottage, they see two figures emerge from the shadows. They are tall and muscular, and they are wearing dark clothing. Alessandro recognizes them instantly: they are Shadow Wolves."It's time to run," he says to Clara, his voice tight with urgency.But before they can react, the Shadow Wolves open fire. Bullets rip through the air, shattering the windows of the cottage. Clara and Alessandro dive for cover, their hearts pounding in their chests.The hunt is on.
