Agent Carolina Novels & Stories

The fire of his anger still burned brightly within him, and it would not be extinguished until he had dealt with the threat that Ace posed. A sleek black car was waiting for him at the curb, and the driver immediately stepped out to open the door for him. Richard slid into the backseat, the leather cool against his skin. The door closed with a quiet thud, sealing him inside the luxurious cocoon. The car pulled away from the hospital, merging seamlessly into the flow of traffic.

Call me crazy because I am. Chase.

Carol puts a car key on the table, one she hasn’t been using lately. **Isn’t it your Lamborghini—!?** She nods. **Pick me up every day when I send you a message. You will be solely responsible for driving the car.** **Where are we going every day?** **To the hospital.** Alex looks shocked and tries to question her, but Carol glances at her phone. **Gotta go now. Drive safe. The car is in the garage. Don’t damage it; otherwise, I will make you pay triple!** She glances at him before leaving the café.

As Richard pulls Beth bodily into the car, lifting her off her feet, shots fire, the dust jumping by the wheels. "They´re going for the tyres..." I slam onto the gas, and the car pulls away, slamming us back in our seats. Charlotte... I accelerate into the off-road darkness, scanning for her running figure, but there is no sign of her, and now shots are coming at us from two vehicles.