Whoever they were, James was surprised at how blatant they were.
This was not the border of the Southern Plains. This was a developed, peaceful city.
Looking in the mirror, he studied the situation.
The rocket launcher was aimed straight at his car.
He was slightly worried.
If they fired, he could probably avoid the shot, but there would still be several injuries and fatalities since there were so many cars on the road.
However, his concern was for naught.
They never fired.
“What are they doing?”
He was confused.
He weaved in and out of traffic, turning onto the highway. Then, he started to head toward the suburbs.
He was driving a Volkswagen that cost only above twenty thousand dollars. The car was already going at 200 kilometers per hour while the engine was going at seven thousand revolutions.
“James, what are you doing? You’re driving too fast! Stop!”
Thea was pale as she was thrown from left to right. She was jostled so much she was feeling nauseous.
Looking in the mirror again, he discovered that the cars were still pursuing him.
His confusion grew.
They had every chance to blow his car up, so why did they not?
He finally reached the suburbs and stopped at an abandoned place.
Once he stopped, Thea opened the door and fell out in a heap, throwing up on the side of the road.
All the cars in pursuit stopped as well.
James noticed that many people exited the cars.
He stood in front of his car, looking at them with confusion.
They followed him, but they did not attack him. Obviously, they wanted him alone.
“James…”
A man strode over.
Wearing a black jacket and shades, he was about fifty years old and had dark skin.
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