[Gilbert Bedivere] The Past Part II

“Let’s live on,” she said brightly. Before I could think of anything, she opened the door and dragged me and herself out of the running car!!

That was crazy—

That was fucking crazy!!

“Damn, it hurts!” I cried out as my body slid across the concrete floor. My tears flew as I turned to look at my sister, who had dragged me out of the car, and she laughed despite her tears, and then gritted her teeth before pulling me to run together.

I could hear the robbers yelling and the engine sound. They would most likely be shocked as well. Someone rushed out of the car, and the driver quickly turned the steering wheel to chase us down.

Even though my sister's decision was a little hasty, we were able to escape...we could still escape.

My sister in front of me was yanking and dragging me. Because she was holding a phone with Google Maps turned on, she appeared to be walking competently.