Chapter 110

Zeke’s POV

Quietly I looked around for a weapon, something I could use to defend myself. I found lots of car repairs, tools and parts alike.

I picked an iron rod, then I tiptoed towards the door. From my analysis, there were about a dozen men and I was surrounded. They had guns and well, I had an iron rod.

I walked out of the door and snuck in on one of the men, I took him out and hurried to my car.

“We've got sight of him,”

Damn it.

They began firing and I had to hurry away since I had not brought out my shotgun. I threw the rod at one of them and ran ahead into my car, took out my gun and shot at a few of them before zooming off.

The van screeched around the corner, hot on my tail as I swerved through the city streets. My heart pounded in my chest, adrenaline surging through my veins.

I sped up, my eyes scanning the road ahead for any opportunity to lose them. Up ahead, I saw an alleyway. I took a sharp turn, tires screec