MEDUSA
"Chad!'' he called out again, tapping him roughly, no response.
Was he dead?
Then came the screeching tires of a white Mercedes Benz 4matic saloon.
It drifted and screeched as it double crossed Uche. The speed at which it did was deadly for street driving and the accuracy and expertise, unrivaled.
Uche watched as the driver's side door opened swiftly! And all he could see was a figure of a female wearing a brown leather jacket and a black face cap, worn backwards.
"Hop in you piece of shit!"
"Maggie!" Uche nearly screamed in recognition, relief and excitement!
"You can call me the Calvary, as always" he heard her say.
"Is that Chad?" she asked
"Yes, he fell, I think he's unconscious, or dead