Chapter 26

A car appeared at the opening of the street. It was quite an old car, a taxi whose display on the roof gave a busy signal.

There was something wrong though: taxis never travelled at that frantic speed, nor usually looked so massive...

The car was approaching fast, but not enough he couldn’t see, for quick instant, the scales that crossed the face of the person on the driving seat.

They were rebels.

They want to reach the two women, he understood.

With his last strength, he stood up, picked up the garbage can next to him, and threw him against the car.

This was forced to divert to avoid it and skidded sideways.

The car stopped before crashing into the pavement (the rebel driving must have excellent reflexes, or at least good brakes, Erik thought), then backtracked to resume its run passing by the trash can.

He had to stop them... he couldn’t allow them to get the two women on the run, or they too would be lost forever too.