Cherry's blood ran cold. "We need to get out of here," she whispered, urgency rising. "They're onto us."
As they maneuvered through the crowd, Cherry felt the weight of danger pressing down on them. "We have to leave now!" she urged, her heart pounding.
They slipped outside, but before they could reach the car, Cherry spotted a group of men approaching. Panic surged through her. "They're coming! Run!"
The three women sprinted down the street, adrenaline propelling them forward. Cherry glanced back, seeing the men gaining on them. "This way!" she shouted, veering into an alley.
They ducked behind a dumpster, holding their breaths as the men passed by, searching the street. Cherry's heart raced, her mind racing with fear and determination. "We can't let them catch us," she whispered, her voice trembling.
