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Authors: Martin C. Sharlow
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somewhere across the street from them. A black SUV gunned its engine, and rode up the street toward them, slamming its breaks to a screeching halt when it got to where they were. Two agents dressed in black jumped out of the SUV, and rushed to grab Heather. To her credit, she turned right before they reached her, and tried to kick one in the shins, yelling 'No!' as they grabbed her. The crazy part of this whole scenario wasn't the fact that they were lifting the kicking screaming girl up off the ground and trying to take her to their vehicle. No, the strangest part for Brian, was that he swore he had just killed these exact same men the night before. Now, he understood that the way they dressed made their appearances predisposed to looking just like each other, but these two really looked like the two he met last night.
Here we go again. Brian leaped over the hedge, using his right hand to balance him on it as he did so. He felt his hand sink into it somewhat from his weight, but he was moving too fast for it to have enough time to off balance him and send him sinking into the bush. The first Agent went down like a rock from the rabbit punch he gave him in the back of the head. His collapsing dropped Heather's legs as he did so, and allowed her to get her feet back on the ground. The second one typically went for the gun in his shoulder holster, getting it all the way out just as Brian knocked the wind out of him, by rabbit punching him in the gut and taking the gun from his flailing hand as he did so. The agent bent down, grabbing his gut, and sucking in air in great gasps. He glanced around quickly to see if there were any witnesses about watching this spectacle, and finding none, Brian quickly cracked the still conscious agent over the back of the head with his own gun, causing him to fall flat on his face on the ground.
"How do you move so fast?" Heather gasped, as she looked from one agent to the next.
"Clean living?" He shrugged and smiled. "Oh and I watch the carbs, as well."
"Here, help me get them in their car."
"Why? I thought we were going to Chuck's?"
"Well, we can't go there now, after this, they're going to know we took their agents out, won't they? And besides, I thought you were going to go downtown and turn yourself in now?" He directed a goofy smile at her.
"Brian, I'm all confused. I don't know what I need to do." She sobbed, and started crying again. He had thought they were past that point already, since they had a chance to bond in the adventure. Yet here she was, starting all over again. Well, he couldn't wait, things needed to move faster. Tossing both the men into the SUV, he climbed into the driver's seat. "You coming?" He shut his door, "Hurry up, this bus is leaving." Yet, he smiled at her to lessen the strength of his words.
She did pause in her crying as she looked at him. He almost wondered if she would go and turn herself in after all. He really didn't want to see her do that. He was enjoying these moments with her, even if they had all the law in the town searching for them, and apparently the CIA as well.
"Come on, Heather. These aren't the good guys. Do you really think they're going to play fair or by the book?" He patted the side of the door with his arm hanging outside. "It's now or never." He hoped he sounded confident, he really did. Because he wasn't, not even a bit. Sure, he was excited and happy, but that didn't mean confident. What he had was a plan forming in his mind, and right now he needed her to complete that plan.
"Well?"
She nodded, then ran to the other side of the SUV and opened the door and climbed in. "Where are we going?"
"You keep asking that. Did you know that?" He hit the gas hard. Smoke rose from the SUV's tires as it tried to send itself flying down the street, quickly picking up speed then screeching as it sharply took a right turn. Brian felt a little like Bonnie and Clyde.
Chapter 7
The brown station wagon was the first car that Brian
Here we go again. Brian leaped over the hedge, using his right hand to balance him on it as he did so. He felt his hand sink into it somewhat from his weight, but he was moving too fast for it to have enough time to off balance him and send him sinking into the bush. The first Agent went down like a rock from the rabbit punch he gave him in the back of the head. His collapsing dropped Heather's legs as he did so, and allowed her to get her feet back on the ground. The second one typically went for the gun in his shoulder holster, getting it all the way out just as Brian knocked the wind out of him, by rabbit punching him in the gut and taking the gun from his flailing hand as he did so. The agent bent down, grabbing his gut, and sucking in air in great gasps. He glanced around quickly to see if there were any witnesses about watching this spectacle, and finding none, Brian quickly cracked the still conscious agent over the back of the head with his own gun, causing him to fall flat on his face on the ground.
"How do you move so fast?" Heather gasped, as she looked from one agent to the next.
"Clean living?" He shrugged and smiled. "Oh and I watch the carbs, as well."
"Here, help me get them in their car."
"Why? I thought we were going to Chuck's?"
"Well, we can't go there now, after this, they're going to know we took their agents out, won't they? And besides, I thought you were going to go downtown and turn yourself in now?" He directed a goofy smile at her.
"Brian, I'm all confused. I don't know what I need to do." She sobbed, and started crying again. He had thought they were past that point already, since they had a chance to bond in the adventure. Yet here she was, starting all over again. Well, he couldn't wait, things needed to move faster. Tossing both the men into the SUV, he climbed into the driver's seat. "You coming?" He shut his door, "Hurry up, this bus is leaving." Yet, he smiled at her to lessen the strength of his words.
She did pause in her crying as she looked at him. He almost wondered if she would go and turn herself in after all. He really didn't want to see her do that. He was enjoying these moments with her, even if they had all the law in the town searching for them, and apparently the CIA as well.
"Come on, Heather. These aren't the good guys. Do you really think they're going to play fair or by the book?" He patted the side of the door with his arm hanging outside. "It's now or never." He hoped he sounded confident, he really did. Because he wasn't, not even a bit. Sure, he was excited and happy, but that didn't mean confident. What he had was a plan forming in his mind, and right now he needed her to complete that plan.
"Well?"
She nodded, then ran to the other side of the SUV and opened the door and climbed in. "Where are we going?"
"You keep asking that. Did you know that?" He hit the gas hard. Smoke rose from the SUV's tires as it tried to send itself flying down the street, quickly picking up speed then screeching as it sharply took a right turn. Brian felt a little like Bonnie and Clyde.
Chapter 7
The brown station wagon was the first car that Brian
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