Love From Hell
As they reached the front of the vehicle, Sasha paused, glancing around to make sure the coast was still clear.
She couldn’t leave them a way to follow.
Biting her lip, Sasha quickly moved to the front of the bus. She popped open the hood and leaned over, her fingers expertly locating the fuel pump. Years ago, during her mechanical engineering courses, she never thought her knowledge would be used like this. But now, that training was a lifeline. With a swift, practiced motion, she severed the fuel line, cutting off the bus’s only chance of escape.
Satisfied, she rushed back to the taxi, where the girl had already climbed into the back seat.
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