ALEX
Abbie made a strangled sound at the sight of the gun, but I didn't pay attention, her life could be at stake right now.
“In a car behind them,” explained Jordan, the agent next to Pierre. "They're trying to pass the car, but there's a lot of traffic."
"Lose them, Pierre,” I growled as one of the cars behind us turned in the other direction and the truck drew even closer.
"I'm not the fucking Speed Racer,” he growled back, "I don't have fucking number 5 on the wheel to pass over other drivers."
“Put the fucking headlights!” I yelled angrily.
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