ALIVE

#Chapter37 ALIVE

I shouldn’t give up without a try. That thought hit me for a second. Maybe my heels are hope. Before Patrick could injure me again, I kicked his foot with all the pressure I could give to my heels. I don’t even care if he can’t walk. With a single distraction, Ryder picked up the gun and aimed it at the driver’s leg and shot it. This aim was perfect, like he already did it many times. The driver’s grip loosened and I stumbled forward while holding my bleeding wrist. Jason caught me at the right moment.

/"Get inside the taxi,/" Ryder ordered us as he makes Patrick step back by pointing the gun.

/"You know I could shoot you without any regret. Do you want it to happen?/" Ryder threatened.