Chapter 153. You Bloody Backstabber!

“Get down. Get down now.” They barked like cops, and I fell across the console to the passenger's seat even though I knew they were not speaking to me.

Flash of a gun, and I glanced at the backseat. 

“Don’t shoot at them, you idiot.” I yelled at my abductor, but he seemed too far gone from terror or shock to hear me because I saw him lift his gun and fire.

A rattle of bullets followed, his body started to jerk, arms flailing as a torrent of bullets sunk into his chest, abdomen and head. 

Tires screeched, people on the road screamed as there seemed to be a burst of chaos everywhere. 

“Fuck.” I cried out, wrapping my hands around my head. Did they really have to kill him like that? Were so many bullets necessary?

I heard them pull my door open now, and a masked head leaned into the car, “You OK, Ms?”

I straightened up slowly to see cars reversing and people running into each other in confusion on the sidewalks. This car was thick with