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Black Widow was not like your average agent. Her initial surprise quickly vanished, replaced by a slight smile.
This man is genuinely intriguing, she thought.
"Captain, Viper is returning to base. The director wants you back immediately," a voice crackled through her communicator, pulling her from her thoughts.
"Got it," she replied, glancing at the bodies strewn across the ground. "Let's go," she said to Indra.
Indra nodded, clearly eager to leave this place. They sprinted to the underground parking lot of the casino, stopping in front of a sleek black car.
Black Widow raised an eyebrow and asked, "Ever driven a race car?"
Indra chuckled. He wasn't a professional racer, but he certainly knew his way around a fast car. What man doesn't dream of fast cars and beautiful women? As a young, successful CEO in his previous life, he had definitely taken a few laps.
Black Widow smirked and tossed him the keys. "You drive."
Indra frowned, puzzled by her sudden trust in him to drive. But what bewildered him even more was that once the car was in motion, Black Widow started undressing in the back seat.
The car sped down the road, and Indra struggled to focus. On one hand, he needed to drive; on the other, a beautiful woman was undressing right behind him. His concentration wavered.
"Eyes on the road," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "Lady Luck might be on your side, but she won't drive for you."
Indra said with smile. "I am a normal man, you know. Isn't this a bit distracting?"
Black Widow climbed into the front seat, now clad in a black tactical suit and holding a gun. Before Indra could react, the car jolted violently from a sudden impact. An explosion echod behind them, and through the rearview mirror, Indra saw a car torn to pieces.
This is straight out of a Fast & Furious movie! he thought.
Suddenly, a bullet shattered the windshield. Indra turned to see a convoy of black cars in pursuit.
Black Widow had already leaned out of the window, firing at their assailants. Indra realized they were surrounded and took a deep breath, flooring the gas pedal to the limit. The pursuing cars accelerated as well.
"Right!" Black Widow shouted.
Indra swerved the wheel to the right, executing a perfect drift. One of the pursuing cars failed to make the turn and crashed into an oncoming vehicle, resulting in a fiery explosion.
"Up ahead!" Black Widow yelled again.
Indra saw five cars blocking their path. Timing his move perfectly, he sped up and narrowly slipped past them. Just as he was about to celebrate his driving prowess, another car rammed into his, nearly pushing them off the road.
"They're still in one piece?!" The black-clad pursuers were stunned, their shock audible. How is this car so durable?
Determined, they closed in for another hit. But just as they were about to make contact, a truck barreled through and crushed the pursuers' car to bits. Indra glanced at the wreckage, relieved but still tense, with more cars chasing them.
"Turn right!" Black Widow shouted.
Indra attempted to turn the wheel, but the steering was unresponsive. "The steering's gone…" he said, panic creeping into his voice.
"Right up ahead is S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters!" Black Widow yelled again.
Indra's heart pounded. They were almost there, but without steering, reaching it seemed impossible.
"Just our luck," Indra muttered, gripping the wheel tightly, hoping that somehow, fate would steer them to safety.
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