Trained Not To Love You
The heat was on, and we knew that if we didn’t shake them soon, there would be no base, no escape, no survival.
With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I steadied my aim. One well-placed shot took out the tire of one of the cars behind us, sending it skidding off the road in a cloud of dust and smoke. But more were still coming.
Joseph swerved violently, taking sharp turns to try and shake the tail. Marc was relentless, his gunfire deafening as he aimed with deadly precision. We had to hold on. Our lives—and the mission—depended on it.
The people tailing us weren’t just thugs—they were trained, military, and dangerous. I could tell from their movements, a mix of Greygots and probably Kavis
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