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"Get off rasp, just enough for my elbow to make contact with his jaw
He stepped back and I spun away fro to the side, he blocked the most direct route to the exit, and officially filledto direen eyes and I wanted to punch hi out to be a creep
"You?" I frowned, disoriented "What the hell is wrong with you? We need to get help for him! And you need to keep your hands to yourself" I shoved hi
"You can drop the innocent act He’s dead" He stepped closer and grippedabout?" I tried to edge further away from him "He’s dead?" Hit? My breath hitched I’d killed someone? I’d killed someone on my way to an interview Oh my God, I killed hi fish
"What’s your name?" Green Eyes consideredwhatever he saw in ’s led body and I shuddered "Teeks and he never once checked his car Until today Have you been tailingyou?" I yanked myself away from him and wrapped my arhter, or vehicular homicide? Did they use those terms in the UK? My brain couldn’t process the fact that I had killed a ry It was like there were short circuits in rey matter It didn’t compute; didn’t make sense How could I have killed a man, just like that?
"Your na you ht the bile rising in my throat
"We’re standing over a dead e I’d think telling me your name would be the least of your worries" His ood daet him help" I started to step around him, but he moved to block my way
"You really didn’t mean to kill him" The realization swept over his face
"No shit, Sherlock" My heart was beating so fast I could swear he could hear it I stared into his eyes, wishing that I could understand as going on Wishing that ere talking under different circue and Green Eyes threw hiround
"What the fuck?" I tried to scramble away from him, but he wouldn’t let me up
"Be still!" He looked down atthe serious look in his eyes "Don’tunder the cars I could hear the steps of someone as they walked across the concrete, and I felt the flutters of panic gripto pinpoint where the sound was coers closed on my wrist and I looked to where Green Eyes jerked his chin
About four cars away I could see red heels next to a tire Squeezing et my attention, this man that had just felt me up now motioned for me to be quiet and follow him He pointed for me to climb into the driver side of the car next to us and I shook o when I ran soain and pointed at me, then back at the car
I shook my head and pointed at the deadacross the pavement toward us I’d killed the poor man, I wasn’t about to steal his car, too And now souard or maybe the police
Another shot sla Apparently self-preservation was an instinct Yanking open the door of Song’s car, I flew into the driver seat and searched for the keys I was vaguely aware of Green Eyes standing up and cal
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" My grande, but damn it, if there was ever a time to use it, it was now ! "There’s no key!" I looked over at the reen eyes I’d ever seen le silver key--obviously a copy of the original, but I didn’t care I shoved it into the ignition and threw the car in reverse There was a sickening crunch, but I didn’t have tiain A loud crack hadas a bullet slah, and in so had bulletproof glass
"Feel free to run over anyone else in our way" Calmly he turned in his seat and lowered hisHumor warmed his eyes
"Not funny" I turned the first corner of the garage just as he fired another shot The soundwheel The car clipped the buainst his door
"I was joking Please try to not do that" He looked at me, his expression serious "There’s a bomb on the bottom of this car"
I turned to look at him and felt my mouth fall open "A bomb! There’s a bomb in this car? Why is there a bomb in this car? What kind of bomb?"