Run.
He remembered coaxing himself to keep running, his muscles already protesting with the effort.
Each stride was already a strain and if he continued, he was looking forward to suffering the extreme pain for it the next day.
But he was not in the position to take a rest.
If he would, the police would be able to catch up to him. He can't take that risk.
The sirens wailed loudly in the distance.
Clutching the necklace in his hands, Yvann pushed himself further.
Fighting fire with fire, he knew he was burning his muscles with the nonstop running.
"Just a little more," he convinced himself.
On the other end of where he was, he could see the silhouette of his car.
Reaching the safety of his vehicle, he locked himself inside and revved the engine to life.
When he was far enough, he hit the brakes and collapsed on the steering wheel.
