“Looking at the weather now, it does seem like a thunderstorm is approaching. Your medicines are at home. Will you be able to handle it if it starts raining heavily?”
Morgan looked distressed.
“It’s fine. I have my earplugs here. We should focus on finding Dr. Felch. Our priority right now is to save Ellie.”
“But…”
Out of nowhere, a plethora of gunshots were fired at the car.
“Ms. Lindberg, buckle up!” Morgan accelerated the car in hopes of escaping from their assailants as fast as possible.
However, there were traps hidden on their escape route.
The car ended up crashing into the woods after hitting a huge rock.
“Sh*t! I should’ve driven an off-road vehicle.”
With her teeth clenched, Morgan tried to reverse the car to get it back on the road. However, one of the tires was stuck in the drain by the road.
Charlotte lowered down the side window before uttering, “It’s okay, stay calm. Do not get out of the car. You should just keep on trying to reverse the car.”
“Yes.” Morgan continued to reverse the car.
On the other hand, Charlotte was shooting back at the assailants. With her precise shooting, she was able to eliminate quite a few of them.
However, it still wasn’t enough as there were way too many of them. Realizing that their car was stuck, the assailants started closing in on them.
“Call for help,” Charlotte commanded.
“Yes…” Just as Morgan was about to contact her men at Northridge, a bullet flew through the window and hit her shoulder.
“Ahh!” Morgan exclaimed.
“Morgan…” Charlotte quickly pulled her down to avoid the shooting. “Hang in there.”
Morgan shoved Charlotte to the side, “Ms. Lindberg, run! The car won’t be able to get us out of here. This area is full of traps. They’ve been expecting us.”
“Stop talking. They won’t kill me. I’m an important hostage to them.”
“But…” Before Morgan could finish her sentence, a copious amount of red lasers were directed at them.
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