Dominant culprit

Victor kicks the accelerator and the cars moves, they drive for a while, in silence then he looks outside the window, ” well just like I expected” he said taking a glance at the rare view mirror.

Claire couldn’t comprehend what he had said , ” have you ever been in a shoot stampede?” He asked, stalling his seat belt, “nope”

” Well you are about to be in one” he said, opening a case he had locked his gun in, the. Brings out a pistol from the ” hold this, get used to it” he said, Claire had few idea of what was going on, she was the cause of a major car crash which had happened weeks before her mission, and with what was going on, victor must have company behind him,

She checks everything, it was in place, she felt so anxious to finally experience some fun in a while, soon they began to hear shooting noises behind them, this only makes victor smile gently, he dodged through their blow, as he surfed his way through the cars before him.

” woohoo!” He screams, as more bullets hit the car, some shattered rear view mirror, making him smile gently, he moves close to the wheel, turning on some music, dancing to tune to of the rap he had to the loudest , Claire was just observing with amusement, who battles with death with music on, this is no movie she thought.

They fought in a different way, she thought back to how she fought in her mission, all serious, no time for playing, but here he way, with men behind him, shooting, he turns the volume on again, this timewith a more serious look on his face, Claire knew it was time to get business done, and she adjusted.

Just outside the car, there were two bike men, dressed in leather suits, and iron embedded belted, on a deadly speed, beside the cars, they had rifles on, and were ready to shoot, victor was aware of this, it wasn’t the first time being in such situation.

Immediately he turned the car to the left, in an attempt to fall the biker down, but it was futile. They dodged it, he did the same to the right, now he had bullets raining on his car, but all these were barely making attempts as they only dented the vehicle.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

People ran for their lives, as they saw a convoy of cars moving in a straight line, all in black, bikes moving all around, they all had armor, and helmet on, they were bent on taking him down, Victor knew all this before choosing the car.

More bullets rain on the vehlece, with biker hitting the side mirrors with axes, ” what’s the fuck did you do to then” Claire asked, her body fidgeting slightly as adrenaline toyed with her, she felt rooted to the chair, and indeed useless, ” fuck you drive like a wimp” she said as victor crashed on a vehicle.

” shut up” he reversed, hitting a vehicle behind him, they shoot more bullets at him, ” damn kill him already” Claire said pulling out her gun, she tapped the button behind her, bringing the mirror down, she leans outside, halfway, the moving vehicle made it hard for her hair to stay in place she hisses as she couldn’t see a thing.

” what the fuck do you think you are doing?” Victor asked, in rage, she was trying to get them killed, a biker noticed this, and saw it as an opportunity to finally get them, and Claire wasn’t done with her messy bun.

“fuck ” he turns swiftly, hitting the biker with his cars, ” shit you will get us killed ” he screamed leaning over to close the car, ” get you ur ass off wimp!” She yelled, taking her gun, then leaning outside she shoots the intruders beside her.

Victor had no control over what was happening around him again, damn I hate this bitch he thought to himself, as he surfed through the crowd, while Claire took on the men outside, they were bigger than she thought, all with bulletproof cars.

What manner of assanination is this?, she thought, taking tires of the vehicle behind her, just minutes ago, she had taken two biker down, which caused a minor explosion it bought some time for them.

” now drive like your life depends on it” Claire said, tying her hair tight, she missed this moment already, she moves to the back, unlocking the bag, victor had taken from the cemetery, there were guns arranged in, her eyes searched for her favorite.

” there” she said, reloading, as she wears a chain of bullet on her neck, for a second she had forgotten her role was to act like a damsel distress, this amazes Victor, he had suspected a long time ago, she must have something up her sleeves, but now he has proof, no normal girl should be able to handle a gun that way.

But he keeps quiet, waiting for her to expose herself, whoever she was, it will surely come out at dawn, he thought, Claire moves back to the front seat,

” She opens the windows ” shooting at all the intruders, while victor drive, “fuck” she screams falling back to the car, “you don’t have to be a wimp” she cursed again, ” well you don’t have to a bitch either!” They growl at each other, their eyes held each other with hate lingering in their eyes.

Victor held unto the last string of restraint he had left, as he imagine throwing her out of the car,

” watch out!”