Ella's POV
A day later.
"This fucking piece of shit is losing signal!" Max said frustratedly as he impatiently tapped the screen of the built-in satnav of the stolen car.
"Why does that surprise you? We are in the middle of now where Maxybaby," I replied.
We'd been travelling for a day and he was beginning to get grouchy. Very grouchy.
"Jesus fucking Christ! Could you drive any slower?!" He asked me.
For the entire journey, we had been alternating drivers every few hours. It was currently my turn and, unlike him, I was driving cautiously on the icy road.
"I'd rather get home a day later than in a wooden box," I replied looking down the sheer steep drop of the mountain that was only separated from us by about half a metre. "I'm not taking any chances."
"There's cautious and then there's cautious. You're like an old woman on her way back from bingo," he grumbled.
"I have the Praesidium Deae Astra in my bag and I will not hesitate to use it on you," I snapped.