Chapter 114

The sudden high-pitched squeal of a car’s tortured brakes pierced the calm night. Stacy glanced up to see the low muzzle of a familiar Trans Am bearing down on him like a bruised animal looking for a fight.

Fear flooded through him, freezing his legs in mid-stride, stopping him where he stood as Lamar’s car barreled towards him at an obscene speed. God,Stacy thought, his mind numb. Oh God, oh fuck, he found me, oh shit, oh fuck. He looked around wildly but there was no where to go, no place to hide, nothing to save him now

Oh fuck.

At the last moment the car jerked to one side, narrowly missing him and blocking his path. The passenger side door flew open and Ange jumped out, eyes wide. “Stace,” he said, breathless. Just seeing him made Stacy’s racing heart ease up a bit until his friend told him, “Run.”