BRIA
Cameron cursed again in anger but focused on the driving. He pulled the trigger and shot the man who injured him. The driver of the car got distracted by this and crashed the car into a truck.
I screamed again at the loud noise. If I was scared before, then I was shitting my pants now by watching the severity of the accident. I glanced in the side mirror to see black smoke erupting from the crashed car.
"I don't have more bullets. King, we are near the mansion."
Silence.
"Hello. Dickhead, you there?"
"You seriously going to call him that at this time?" Cameron asked me incredulously.
"Does he prefer a particular time for it?" I sassed.
"How much time you will take to get here?" His calmness was annoying me.
I hit my head again when Cameron broke through the main gate with a cry.
"We are already here," I answered him through the courtesy though he had already cut the call.
