Elias smiled. Most guys hated the Pass. It was a graveyard of bad decisions and black ice. But for Elias, it was where the "Better Towing" philosophy truly shone. Standard hooks would snap the carbon fiber frame of a car like that. He had the pneumatic cradles—soft-touch tech that gripped the wheels without leaving a scratch.
The tension in the steel cables hummed a low, terrifying note. The sportscar groaned. A rock tumbled into the darkness, but the car didn't budge. With a flick of a joystick, the "Better Towing" cradle engaged. Instead of pulling the car up the slope—which would have ripped the bumper off—Elias lifted it vertically, hovering it over the jagged rocks before swinging it gently back onto the pavement. Elias smiled
"You can't save it," the kid stammered. "The first guy who showed up said it’s a total loss. He wouldn't even touch it." But for Elias, it was where the "Better
The kid stared at his car, then at the towering silhouette of Elias’s truck. "How much do I owe you?" The tension in the steel cables hummed a