Synopsis

Dust motes danced in the harsh sunlight slicing through the saloon's grimy windows. Ryan, Min-Gi, and Kez exchanged a glance, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious situation. The air hung thick with the scent of stale beer and simmering resentment – the unmistakable aroma of a town unwilling to let go of its secrets. Their attempt at anonymity had clearly failed. Every eye in the room seemed to linger on them, assessing, judging. Escape was no longer a matter of if, but how.