Never for once in my young age have I thought of something like this occurring.
I placed my hands on the sterling holding it tight like it was my first time. Although, my brain was fully aware of what was happening, it was just my heart that caught cold and refuse to pump blood for it to function.
Rico had jumped into the front seat along with Stella forcing herself in before she jammed the door, while the rest suffocate themselves at the back.
At first, it was like I had no idea why we were running at the moment but when the first bullet sound hit our car, I realized the trap we drove right into.
"Go! Go!" Rico barked at me.
"Don't yell at me!" I shouted at him. At least, he helped my heart to react.
At once, I ignited the engine to live, which was accompanied by the bright flashlight that flickered on the figures in the dark. My head grew bigger as I was confronted with guns of crazy types in my front. I was not even a criminal to be chase.
