windshield and shots penetrated his left headlight.
“Shit! They’re too heavily armed. Mike, head in closer, I’m going to try something,” said Jackie.
“Don’t be an idiot!” screamed Sal.
“Fuck it!” Michael’s eyes twitched as he floored the pedal. Jackie crawled out of the right side window and climbed on top of the car, barely able to keep his footing. He jumped on the lift stand of the truck and shot off the lock opening the back door, then headed inside the back of the truck. Once inside he started grabbing the bags of money two at a time, tossing them to Anthony through the sunroof on Michael’s car. To make matters worse, the cops were behind them and were catching up quickly. ”Cops!” yelled Anthony.
Suddenly the little slit driver window opened from where the driver and passenger were siting and a gun popped out of it, firing at the four friends. Jackie fired back at same time four bullets hit him in the chest. Jackie knocked the gun out of the hand of the thug on the passenger side of the truck and shot him in the head as blood spurted in Jackie’s face. Jackie then pressed his gun to the thug driving and yelled, “Stop the fucking truck!” As the truck swerved, a small box in the back fell over, revealing an electronic timer linked to a bomb counting down the 15 seconds left until detonation.
“Oh shit!” Jackie screamed as he bailed out of the back of the truck, landing on top of Michael’s car. Sal pulled him up by his arms. “BOMB!” yelled Jackie. Michael turned the car onto a ramp off the highway just as the truck exploded into flames. With the cops still on their tails, Jackie feverishly looked through Michael’s glove compartment and pulled out a can of tacks, a hammer and cigarette lighter. Jackie dumped the tacks out the window, onto the street. The tires of two of the patrol cars blew, causing the vehicles to flip over and explode, unleashing a domino effect with the other police cars.
Michael continued to speed off into the abandoned industrial district of town, with more patrol cars in pursuit. Tossing a smoke grenade out of the car, he blinded the pursuers. Luckily, he knew they were near a dark alley that had a lift to an old underground subway tunnel. These old subway tunnels were used in 2010 as a shortcut for people coming from California to Nevada, but had been closed due to broken gas mains underneath the tunnel lines. The car stopped on the lift and headed underground, safe from the police.
Chapter 18:”Erasing the evidence”
The engine of the car died as Michael removed the key from the ignition switch. “Everyone all right?” asked Michael, breathing heavy, trying to digest the insanity that he and the others had just underwent. Michael popped open the little bottle that Serena had given him and chugged the blood inside.
“Let me have a shot of that whiskey,” said Sal in the back, mistaking it for booze in the dark.
“Sorry, all gone,” said Michael.
“I’m fine, thank you,” said Jackie sarcastically as he removed the bulletproof vest out from under his shirt.
“Holy mother of God!” said Sal in amazement.
“Always be prepared, like you said bro.” Jackie gasped to catch his breath while he smirked at Michael. Michael couldn’t help but smile back.
“You okay Sal?” Anthony asked.
“Real fucking beautiful. We just blew up a shitload of the Don’s money with half of Vegas’ finest on our asses, not to mention blowing up two police cars and now getting a whole bunch of attention on us from the press, and you have the audacity to ask me if I am okay!” Sal was pissed off.
“I wager this is going to be printed on the front page of every paper and be on every news channel,” said Anthony, looking worried.
“Hey it’s not too bad, look at these.” Jackie tossed four bags of cash to Sal.
“I’m impressed. I don’t believe it. After all that you still got the money!” said a shocked Sal.
“Well done kid,” said
“Shit! They’re too heavily armed. Mike, head in closer, I’m going to try something,” said Jackie.
“Don’t be an idiot!” screamed Sal.
“Fuck it!” Michael’s eyes twitched as he floored the pedal. Jackie crawled out of the right side window and climbed on top of the car, barely able to keep his footing. He jumped on the lift stand of the truck and shot off the lock opening the back door, then headed inside the back of the truck. Once inside he started grabbing the bags of money two at a time, tossing them to Anthony through the sunroof on Michael’s car. To make matters worse, the cops were behind them and were catching up quickly. ”Cops!” yelled Anthony.
Suddenly the little slit driver window opened from where the driver and passenger were siting and a gun popped out of it, firing at the four friends. Jackie fired back at same time four bullets hit him in the chest. Jackie knocked the gun out of the hand of the thug on the passenger side of the truck and shot him in the head as blood spurted in Jackie’s face. Jackie then pressed his gun to the thug driving and yelled, “Stop the fucking truck!” As the truck swerved, a small box in the back fell over, revealing an electronic timer linked to a bomb counting down the 15 seconds left until detonation.
“Oh shit!” Jackie screamed as he bailed out of the back of the truck, landing on top of Michael’s car. Sal pulled him up by his arms. “BOMB!” yelled Jackie. Michael turned the car onto a ramp off the highway just as the truck exploded into flames. With the cops still on their tails, Jackie feverishly looked through Michael’s glove compartment and pulled out a can of tacks, a hammer and cigarette lighter. Jackie dumped the tacks out the window, onto the street. The tires of two of the patrol cars blew, causing the vehicles to flip over and explode, unleashing a domino effect with the other police cars.
Michael continued to speed off into the abandoned industrial district of town, with more patrol cars in pursuit. Tossing a smoke grenade out of the car, he blinded the pursuers. Luckily, he knew they were near a dark alley that had a lift to an old underground subway tunnel. These old subway tunnels were used in 2010 as a shortcut for people coming from California to Nevada, but had been closed due to broken gas mains underneath the tunnel lines. The car stopped on the lift and headed underground, safe from the police.
Chapter 18:”Erasing the evidence”
The engine of the car died as Michael removed the key from the ignition switch. “Everyone all right?” asked Michael, breathing heavy, trying to digest the insanity that he and the others had just underwent. Michael popped open the little bottle that Serena had given him and chugged the blood inside.
“Let me have a shot of that whiskey,” said Sal in the back, mistaking it for booze in the dark.
“Sorry, all gone,” said Michael.
“I’m fine, thank you,” said Jackie sarcastically as he removed the bulletproof vest out from under his shirt.
“Holy mother of God!” said Sal in amazement.
“Always be prepared, like you said bro.” Jackie gasped to catch his breath while he smirked at Michael. Michael couldn’t help but smile back.
“You okay Sal?” Anthony asked.
“Real fucking beautiful. We just blew up a shitload of the Don’s money with half of Vegas’ finest on our asses, not to mention blowing up two police cars and now getting a whole bunch of attention on us from the press, and you have the audacity to ask me if I am okay!” Sal was pissed off.
“I wager this is going to be printed on the front page of every paper and be on every news channel,” said Anthony, looking worried.
“Hey it’s not too bad, look at these.” Jackie tossed four bags of cash to Sal.
“I’m impressed. I don’t believe it. After all that you still got the money!” said a shocked Sal.
“Well done kid,” said
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