Chapter 172. Don't Make Me Hit You

Zuri walked out another entrance to the mall of the side.

Her eyes scanned the cars parked outside.

Racheal watched as her eyes fell on a motorcyclist driving in.

“Run.” She said.

 Racheal had no option but to obey, they were cuffed together. They stopped before the motorcyclist who looked at them in shock.

“The keys.” Zuri said to him through gritted teeth.

He scoffed as if Zuri was a big joke. He took off his helmet and got off the bike.

The biker looked around twenty years old with blue eyes like Steffan’s.

“Please give her the keys.” Racheal said.

The boy looked up at Racheal then.

He squinted, and then his eyes widened in recognition.

Then he looked from Racheal to Zuri, and his eyes fell on their cuffed hands, and then the grenade.

“Give it.” Zuri repeated.

The boy placed the key in her hand and backed away.

Racheal realised that Zuri was beginning to make mistakes in her desperation. A mo