Wet Streets Cold eyes

<p>In a city that never sleeps the shadows never rest.</p><p>The rain-slick streets glisten under flickering streetlamps hiding secrets in every puddle. Somewhere between truth and lies between love and betrayal someone is watching...cold eyes fixed on their next move.</p><p>When the past comes knocking it's not always to make peace. And in a world where trust is as fragile as glass survival means knowing who's behind you... and who's ahead.</p><p>They say the streets remember everything. The question is....what will they remember about you?</p><p> </p>