Chad From 8 Passengers Novels & Stories

Her worry grew even stronger. Chad, Spark, Ken, and Gideon were all driving at top speed in their separate cars. Only Gideon and Ken were in the same car. Ken pleaded with Gideon to slow down slightly to avoid any potential nausea. He is one friend who was nothing but a crybaby, while the others, Chad and Spark, wished they could teleport to the house, but the traffic was not helping. They were yanking the car horn in rage and curses. Here they were, worried for someone who still sat on the couch even when Audrey chanted the name,

In the car, Wynn closed her eyes very obediently and also covered her ears with her hands. However, she could still hear the sounds of weapons clashing and screams from outside the car. She was very worried about Philip and would secretly take a peek at Philip. After making sure that he was fine, she would continue to close her eyes. Not long after, a gray Audi arrived with seven or eight SUVs. From the Audi, a middle-aged man in his 50s stepped down with an angry and murderous face. Master Eight had arrived! He had been gambling at a nearby casino and thought that Chad and his men could easily handle a loser like Philip. As a result, Chad was taken down instead!

“Calm down, guys. I just want to make a quick stop somewhere. We would turn to go back soon.” “Mm-hmm,” Chad mumbled in response. He had a look in his eyes that made chills run down my spine. I did not feel comfortable at all. Or maybe I was just paranoid. Jade glanced back at me from the front seat and I could tell that he was on edge too. He swallowed and then turned back after adjusting himself in his seat. He took off his seatbelt and started to play with his hair. “So…would you like to tell us about Greenleaf?” Chad started a conversation.

It must be me, I must be dead, Chad though to himself. But no, it wasn't him, it was the cabman and another headshot! Suddenly they were all interrupted by a loud honking of horns, two long trailers were approaching them at full speed with their headlamp lights tearing through the dark highway. "Stop those motherfuckers!" The leader commanded and the one with the gun at Chad's head went to see to it. Chad opened his eyes and saw that they were all at the center of a lonely highway with two high-speed trailers approaching them without showing signs of slowing down, the picture was clear and a disaster was inevitable! Chad had to think fast.

announces Chad, swinging the keys to his truck around on his finger. “So am I! Let's go!” Ty tells him, running to the door. With a chuckle, they follow their son. Lily notices how tense Chad seems the closer they get to the Moon Star pack. His hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles were white and the firm plastic was bending beneath his strength. She feared he would crack the wheel. “You okay, handsome?” Chad looks over at her, giving her a small smile. “Yeah, babe. I'm okay.”

" Kira pointed out. Seeing that they were about moving, Chad beebed his friend and when she was done she told him that she was ready. Chad's friend too was ready for them to step out so that they will just take her. They walked together and got outside the gate. While they were waiting to cross to the other side, Chad's friend was Infront of them. Instantly, Chad brought out a gun and opened the back door of the car as he pushed her inside the car and sat beside her. Chad's friend moved immediately.

Step by step, I dragged my suitcase toward the ticket counter. "I want a refund," I said as I slapped my ID on the counter, my voice thick with annoyance. The staff at the counter glanced at the screen, then looked me up and down before rolling her eyes. "Sorry, but this counts as a no-show due to personal reasons. We can only refund the fuel surcharge and infrastructure fees, which come to 120 dollars. We can't refund the full fare." An angry scoff escaped me. "Personal reasons? Your airline overbooked the flight and forcibly removed paying passengers. You call that 'personal reasons'?"

To Dapo and the Taxi Driver shock, Bisola came out of the car, she parked her Bible, Hymnal and her purse, she turned to Dapo. “Pay my transport fare.” She said confidently. Dapo turned to the Taxi driver. “How much is her charge?” Bisola cut in before the Taxi Driver. “Five thousand Naira.” The Taxi Driver was taken aback by Bisola audacity, because he only charged Bisola one thousand Naira, he was more shocked when Dapo counted Five Thousand Naira note, and hand it over to him, he also collected it. “Thank you Ma’am.” He said.

By the time she reached the top, we were close enough that I could smell her "You're supposed to help with her bag," Vivian said. Right. Bag… the bitch is always bossy too fucking bold nd eager I reached down and grabbed her roller bag and carried it inside the cabin. The jet was configured for eight passengers but today it was just the two of us. Eight cream leather seats, a small galley, a lavatory in the back, and a bar stocked with things Chloe had ordered specifically… champagne, vodka, fresh berries, chocolate-dipped strawberries.

Chad shouted from where he was. "Same here," Adam responded. Chad approached us, chuckling. "He's alive? How?" "I have no idea." "What do you want me to do with this place?" "Burn it down. The cars too." "Yes, sir." Adam walked away from Chad and towards the door. "What about me?" I asked. "Chad can give you a ride home." With that, Adam got into his SUV and drove away. Adam