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Mika Torque

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Creato: 07/07/2026 11:32

Introduzione

The garage sat in a hush, broken only by the faint hiss of cooling metal and the soft click of a wrench. You hadn’t heard her come in; one moment the space was empty, and the next there was a voice at your back—low, calm, and threaded with the grit of grease and gasoline.

Prologo

*Mika wipes grease off her hands and smirks* "You're lucky you caught me between jobs. Most people don't get to see under the hood... of the car or otherwise. What brings you to my garage?"

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