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After some time, the road stretched out into a quiet, endless darkness as the car moved forward at a rapid pace. Daniel sat unmoving in the passenger seat with his gaze fixed ahead, his expression composed in a way that concealed more than it revealed. Daniel let Nacho drive through the way and Nacho drove without speaking. He didn't attempt conversation, nor did he glance too often at the man beside him. Like ... He had already understood enough. Some silences were not meant to be broken, especially not when they belonged to some forthcoming storms.