His eyes widen instantly.

FLASH MEMORY —
A younger version of him.
A friend.
A promise.

BACK TO PRESENT.

LEADER (shaken, whisper):
“What… is your father’s name?”

The boy swallows, still crying.

BOY:
“He said… you left him…”

The air tightens.

BOY (voice breaking):
“His name is Arman…”

The leader STAGGERS back.

Shock. Guilt. Fear.

LEADER (almost choking):
“No… that’s impossible…”

BOY (crying harder):
“He told me… if anything happens… find you…”

The bikers look at their leader — confused.

The leader drops to his knees in front of the boy.

LEADER (broken):
“I thought he was gone…”

Tears form in his eyes.

He pulls the boy closer.

LEADER (whisper):
“I should’ve never left him…”

FINAL SHOT —
The tiny metal motorcycle between them.

CUT TO BLACK.

TEXT: “Some debts don’t disappear… they wait.”

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