Chapter 19

Four black cars with black windows surrounded John's Kia. One in the front, another on the left, a third on the right, and the final at his rear bumper.

The four cars slowly reduced their speed. This forced John to slow because he was trapped in their box made up of cars. There would be no crashing through them or pulling some movie stunt move to get out of this.

John ended up stopping in the middle of the road surrounded by four black cars.

Sasha and Detective Garrett pulled off to the side of the road a good distance back. Detective Garrett keyed her radio and searched for the signal from the four black cars.

Without warning, Sasha pushed her palm out almost touching the radio and it immediately queued to the correct station.

Detective Garrett turned the volume up so the car was bellowing the different conversations between the four agents in the black cars.

With a squawk, "This is car one, do not exit your vehicles until I give the go ahead. We need to capture the girl and separate her from the item she found."

Another loud squeak escaped, "Roger that. Are weapons allowed? Should we be armed and ready?"

Car one came in again, "Negative. No weapons not even tasers or batons. I want the little girl restrained and detained. Clear?"

Three "rogers" rang out.

Car one bellowed a command, "Alright agents, let's go get her!"

All four men jumped from their cars and rushed John's Kia. He had rolled the windows down and unlocked the doors. His seatbelt was off and his hands were clearly on the steering wheel.

Strategically pushing towards the passenger side of John's car, the agents lunged in to grab Sasha. Had they been paying attention they would have seen and knew that Sasha was not present and their grasps would be met with emptiness.

The leader yelled, "Where is the girl Mr. Roberts? Where is your daughter?"

John recognized the agent, "Detective Jones, or should I say Agent Jones? How are you today? This is an odd way to meet again, isn't it?"

Agent Jones was not in the mood to answer questions, "Mr. Roberts you and your daughter are in real danger. You don't understand what is happening and what you have done. Get out of the car."

Sherlock vaulted from the backseat and bit Agent Jones on the nose. This gave him the appearance of being a clown as his nose swelled and reddened quickly.

The other agents quickly rushed to Agent Jones' side. This allowed John some time to spot a weakness. The front car and the right side car had left a large gap between them. Roughly the size of one and a quarter Kia Fortes.

Without waiting for further communications John gunned the engine and shot through the gap. Detective Garret pulled back onto the road and continued her shadowing of John.

It wasn't long before the radio awoke, "Get in your vehicles and get that car stopped! Use any means necessary!"

The agents entered their black cars with black windows and began pursuing John leaving behind clouds of smoke.

Quickly catching the Kia Forte with John and Sherlock in it, one of the black cars hit the rear bumper with enough force to spin John around the wrong way.

It seems his capture was eminent.

Sasha wanted to have a say in that. With a blink of an eye she thrusted both hands out in front of her and John's Kia floated above the black cars and spun around the right way.

With another energetic push, Sasha dispersed the three black cars off the road landing them safely in the tree tops.

That should keep them busy for a while.

Now the only issue was dealing with Agent Jones.