章 28: I Am The Highway Part 4
Wiyot poked his head out of the window and stared out back. There he saw Greg and Sheila, who were enroute which so happened to include them being on their tails. Greg had a stern expression as he sat behind the wheel. Wiyot and Greg made eye contact before Wiyot pulled himself back into the pickup truck. He stared out of the front windshield as he tried to breathe slow.
“Now isn’t the time to be the strong quiet type, Wiyot”. Calian said.
“Why the hell are they so relentless?” Arnold asked.
“They want us”. Wiyot answered.
“Clearly”. Arnold said, tightening up his grip on his steering wheel. “Whatever it is that they are going to do to you guys is going to be big”.
“You should just let us go”. Wiyot said.
“Come again?”
“All we are just being burdens to you at this point. If you kicked us out of your truck they would deal with us and we would no longer be your problem”.
“…Wiyot, I don’t see this as a problem”.
Wiyot’s mouth opened a bit as he eyes widened a smidge. He then put on a smirk over his face and looked back towards the rear of the truck. Greg and Sheila were still them in that grey Lexus.
“Nice moment”. Calian said, looking out the back window. “But does anyone have anything in mind in regard to an escape plan?”
“Let me see if I can pull some old tricks out of the book”. Arnold said as he crouched up closer onto the steering wheel.
Arnold matted the gas pedal to the floor as the pickup truck went from 75 to 135 in three and half seconds. The tires squealed as the car zigged left and rights with tire smoke being spewed from its tracks. Arnold then made a sharp right and jumped over to another street. Wiyot looked behind and saw that Greg and Sheila were doing their best to keep up.
“Haven’t lost them huh?” Arnold asked.
“That would be a negative”. Wiyot said.
“Damn”. Takoda said. “These guys are fucking demented”.
“More like determined”. Wiyot said.’
BANG! BANG!
The sounds of gunshot resonated, one just nicking the right sidemirror. Arnold performed a sharp left onto a city road. There was a sign that said welcome to Everett as they zipped by everyone. Wiyot could see that Greg and Sheila, while still on their heels had lost some time on them and had begun to drop back.
“Their starting to lose ground huh?” Arnold asked.
“I think so”. Wiyot said. “But they’re still keeping up with us. “We got to lose them somehow”.
“I have an idea, but it’s a bit of a suicide mission”.
“Suicide mission?” Halian asked.
“I’m all ears”. Wiyot said, turning towards Arnold.
Arnold drove the truck off the city streets and drove away towards a more rural part of Everett. There was open space with green hills felt more pushed back as the light green meadows took over. In enough time, Greg and Sheila caught up to the rear of Arnold and the foursome with no signs any sort of relenting that was going to happen any time soon.
“You sure?” Arnold asked Wiyot. Wiyot nodded his head yes. With that Arnold matted the gas and took off from the road and into the grass. Greg and Sheila were right behind them as Arnold steered the truck through the open fields. They were going well over 100 mph as Arnold sawed at the wheel.
BANG! BANG!
Gunshots flew from the rear. This time Sheila was hanging out of the window, the gun aimed right where Calian, Takoda, and Halian were saddled in. Arnold sawed right to left at the wheel which allowed from him to dodge most of her bullets. The bumper of his truck did get hit as Arnold continued to flee.
“As exciting as this is, when are we getting to the end game here?” Calian asked.
BANG! BANG!
A bullet hit the rear windshield, the cracked glass right behind Halian. While the shot was not hard enough to shatter the glass, it did however make a nice dent in it and caught Halian’s and everyone’s attention. Wiyot glanced to the rear and saw Sheila still hanging out of the passenger’s window, gun in hand.
“I think that now is the time”. Wiyot said.
Arnold turned a sharp left and in the style of a figure eight made a right. Right behind them Greg had to try and keep up with them. It barely worked, although Greg just about lost the car in the process.
Arnold continued to drive in a crazy manner, making last minute moves to left and right at will. Greg did all that he could to keep up with Arnold and hold onto his car at the same time. On the inside, Wiyot, Calian, Takoda, and Halian were hanging on for dear life.
Arnold rotated the steering wheel to left and spun out the truck. Greg saw this and spun out the grey Lexus in order to miss Arnold. As it were, Arnold did a 360 and was able to get back into place. Greg and Sheila however, were not as fortunate.
Greg lost control of the grey Lexus and slammed into a tree with the right rear, the car rear passenger side being crushed stopping just short of Sheila. The car was stuck as Arnold drove away from them. Sheila jumped out of the car and BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!, shot round after round after round. A bullet was able to finish off the back windshield of the pickup. But still, they were able to get away.
“Halian!” Takoda cried out.
“What happened?” Wiyot asked.
“Is he alright?” Arnold asked.
“I’m fine, I’m fine”. Halian said.
“I don’t think you’re fine”. Calian said, pointing to the flesh would on Halian’s right shoulder where blood was gushing out”.
“Oh”.
“But you’re alive”. Calian said. “We’ll figure out the rest”.
“But where are we going to go?” Takoda asked. “Those two don’t seem to be the types that give up easily”.
“We have to take care of Halian first”. Wiyot said.
“I know a few people who are connected to some “low-key” doctors”. Arnold stated. “I believe that they could provide some assistance to Halian here”.
“That assistance would be much appreciated”. Calian said.
“Please”. Wiyot said.
Arnold arrived back on the road and gased the truck as they took off into the distance. The winds flew into the broken back windshield of his pickup truck, Halian looking out back at the amber setting sun.
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