The engine growled beneath Hugo's hands as he gripped the steering wheel with sweaty palms.
The streets of the city were a blur around him, flashing past in a whirlwind of colour and chaos.
Behind him, the black sedan full of gang members was relentless, its headlights glowing like the eyes of a predator.
Hugo swallowed hard, his heart pounding so loud he was sure the gang could hear it.
'Okay, okay, think, Hugo!' he thought, glancing in his rearview mirror. 'They're probably mad about that time I called the vice leader a discount Vin Diesel. But seriously, it's not my fault his head is shinier than my future!'
The sedan was gaining on him, its tires screeching as it bulldozed through traffic. Hugo's hands tightened on the wheel.
He had to lose them. He wasn't about to become a headline that read, "Local Idiot Caught in Worst Chase Ever."
