The massive, twin-turbocharged V8 engine of the matte-carbon Koenigsegg Gemera screamed like a mechanical demon, as the heaven-defying hypercar tore directly onto the wooden promenade, violently shattering the tense atmosphere of the elite marina.
The crowd of wealthy tourists gasped loudly, scrambling backward to avoid the beastly machine, while Carter's massive bodyguards hesitated for a fraction of a second.
However, eager to follow their young master's previous orders, the lead bodyguard aggressively reached his thick hand forward, entirely intending to violently snatch Lexi's expensive streaming gimbal right out of her grip.
The heavy dihedral door of the hypercar swept upward with a smooth hydraulic hiss, as Rick stepped out onto the teakwood deck, wearing a plain black t-shirt and faded dark jeans.
