"Brother, I have some money here, why don't you take it to tide you over?"
"Spare me the crap! Drive!"
"Okay, don't rush, I'm starting the car right now!"
Carson Flores fired up the car and flashed a reassuring smile to Mary Jimenez beside him.
Mary Jimenez's face was somewhat pale. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Are they here for me?"
The gunman sneered, "Enough talk. You'll find out soon enough."
Another man pulled out a dagger and waved it at Mary Jimenez, "Shut up, or I'll slash your face!"
Carson Flores drove to catch up with the van in front while shaking his head at Mary Jimenez, signaling her not to aggravate their captors further.
The space in the car was cramped. The kidnappers were in the back seat, armed with guns and knives. Carson was confident he could handle them if they were in the front, but he wasn't sure he could do so without harming Mary Jimenez.
The car raced after the van, quickly leaving the main road and heading towards a desolate area.
