Dennis was pinned down, by the remaining 2 policemen, they didn't let up at all, they kept on spraying bullets in his direction ,he thought to himself, he needed to get the hell out of here, the sound of the sirens were getting closer , he needed to figure a way to escape . just then he heard gun fire coming from inside the bank, he was saved, he crew must have heard the shots and had come out to back him up him, this was his chance , he quickly crawled for some meters towards the dealership and he was against the glass showroom,
he peered into the building and could make out some cars parked inside , he used the butt of his rifle to break the glass which shattered at the impact...
, he crawled in and scanned the array of cars on display , he needed a fast car, he eyes rested on a blue black Lamborghini Diablo race car, he quickly force the car open and used his wealth of criminal experience to kick start the car, it came to life, he peered at the dash board, and smiled it was well gassed, he buckled up and slammed the car into gear and screeched out of the dealership in a puff of smoke, and in seconds he was gone .......
he drove in-town, and was heading for the freeway, he looked in his rear view mirror, but couldn't see any police car chasing him, he was glad, he threw the Ak47 into the back seat and gradually relaxed as he approached the the freeway.
Dennis was doing far above the speed limit, he would attract attention to himself at this rate , The car was in mint condition and the controls responded with ease, he swerved and gunned the car down the freeway and was headed for the interstate, he peered into the rear view mirror to see if he was being chased, there was not car in sight, he heaved a sigh of relief, he floored the accelerator and the |Engine roared loudly...the car sped pass cars on the freeway, he relaxed his hand on the wheels, he was going to be home free..
he looked at the time on the car dash board, wow is exclaimed, look how time had flown by so fast, he wondered how his team were fairing back at the bank , with the wave of cops on their heels..
Just as he was beginning to get comfortable, he glanced one more time at the rear view mirror,to double check he wasn't being chased and was startled when he saw a glare of the rising sun on a red lamborghini Veron hard on his tail, it was one of the cars he has browsed through at the Dealership, it was fast catching up with him, he guessed it was on of the surviving cops who had been on him since he opened fire and killed 2 of them, he put his foot down and car began to cut through the air like knife into butter,
the chase became very tight, both cars were of the same make and same speed, he couldn't rely on just speed to lose him, he needed to evade this cop or he was done for.
he quickly went off the interstate an drove into a old dirt lane at break neck speed, the other car followed suit and was really catching up with him.
he looked into the rear view mirror and became nervous, how was he going to lose this guy, it was already dawn and he needed to get as far away from this town as possible, but not with this tail ....he thought about it for a moment, he knew a cabin far in the woods in the next county difficult to locate, he could drive up there and get to the secluded spot., then it would be just him and that dam cop, with that thought in his head he put his foot down and concentrated on navigating the dirt track road.....
he peered into the building and could make out some cars parked inside , he used the butt of his rifle to break the glass which shattered at the impact...
, he crawled in and scanned the array of cars on display , he needed a fast car, he eyes rested on a blue black Lamborghini Diablo race car, he quickly force the car open and used his wealth of criminal experience to kick start the car, it came to life, he peered at the dash board, and smiled it was well gassed, he buckled up and slammed the car into gear and screeched out of the dealership in a puff of smoke, and in seconds he was gone .......
he drove in-town, and was heading for the freeway, he looked in his rear view mirror, but couldn't see any police car chasing him, he was glad, he threw the Ak47 into the back seat and gradually relaxed as he approached the the freeway.
Dennis was doing far above the speed limit, he would attract attention to himself at this rate , The car was in mint condition and the controls responded with ease, he swerved and gunned the car down the freeway and was headed for the interstate, he peered into the rear view mirror to see if he was being chased, there was not car in sight, he heaved a sigh of relief, he floored the accelerator and the |Engine roared loudly...the car sped pass cars on the freeway, he relaxed his hand on the wheels, he was going to be home free..
Just as he was beginning to get comfortable, he glanced one more time at the rear view mirror,to double check he wasn't being chased and was startled when he saw a glare of the rising sun on a red lamborghini Veron hard on his tail, it was one of the cars he has browsed through at the Dealership, it was fast catching up with him, he guessed it was on of the surviving cops who had been on him since he opened fire and killed 2 of them, he put his foot down and car began to cut through the air like knife into butter,
he quickly went off the interstate an drove into a old dirt lane at break neck speed, the other car followed suit and was really catching up with him.
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