Three armed operatives were currently hunting Silas through the neon-lit maze of the Financial District.
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The night was unusually dark, and the rain was relentless. Silas pressed his back against the cold brick of a narrow alleyway, his breath visible in the freezing air. Bag zip
He checked the strap. The bag was heavy, pulling tightly against his shoulder. He could hear the heavy boots of his pursuers splashing through puddles just a block away. âš¡ The Break Three armed operatives were currently hunting Silas through
The client, a stern woman in a sharp gray suit, stepped forward. She pressed her thumb against a small, hidden sensor near the top stop of the zipper. A soft green light blinked. A mechanical click echoed in the quiet room. The biometric lock disengaged. He checked the strap
The Bag Zip itself was reinforced with a proprietary locking mechanism that only his client's biometric signature could disengage.