At the junction

The lights were red and as she was waiting for her turn, she kept on fingering the angles of that necklace from Nick.

Every moment they had that night had a way of catching a glimpse of her Dad, she didn't even know where he was, i mean yes, he was still alive, but where? why didn't he even respond to her emails or letters?

"Does he even know what is going on with mum?"

"How can a father be so rude to his kids like that?"

"Aw! He doesn't care, does he?" She said in disappointment and sent an angry look to the sky.

He kept on telling herself that

"one day yes"

"You will have to answer all of my questions Papa"

"i miss you Dad" She was now self-pity.

"Can you atleast focus" she thought of herself and mumbled

"Shit! three seconds left to turn red again "

"what was i thinking all that time" She kept on asking herself while changing her gears and rush it's red

***

On the left side of the road the black vx commodore was parked.

"Sir, the target is on set!"

"initiate the truck!"

"Yes Sir!

"2-5-0-1, the target is on the west side ten seconds left!

"Copy" and disconnected

And there was a silent moment in there.

"Sir there is another cab coming and its AWT 118001" The man on the CCTV control system yelled. Just wanted you to be sure of the target being set"

"What a shit"

****

She entered her driving gear and drove to cross that main junction. But Within no second on her right side appeared to be the same cab like her's. They both drove along the junction but what surprised her was the cab ahead of her had the similar plate numbers the difference was their numbers were turned.

Her's were AWT 118001 and the cab infront had TWA 100811.

"Aaw! miracles still ha-"

On the North side of the junction came a heavy dump truck, it was 2534K BEIBEN(North Benz which appeared to miss her breaks, It was coming so fast and no one could even notice. for there were few cars at that time.

"crush crush crush"

The cab was dragged outside the road and halt the engines after rolling some several times.

It was noisy and smoke-filled, only the opened gas could be heard.. It was quiet inside, only the broken glasses could be heard falling, one after another.

"The target is down" The Driver reported

"No response"

"Sir, the target is down" He repeated

"Copy" The man on the phone sighed and disconnected the call.