Anna was speeding through one of the more rural areas around Ottawa, just enjoying being able to drive everyone wherever she wanted, including driving everyone crazy). When the commercials came on the radio, Anna reached out and turned off the preciously rather loud radio, "Uh guys," she said, "I really hate to ask this, but do any of you know where we are?"

"Do you mean to tell us that we're lost!" Exclaimed Janessa who hadn't noticed that Anna had been driving rather aimlessly, taking corners on last minute decisions.

"Uh, not lost per se," replied Anna. "I'm just not exactly sure where we are right now."

"Pull over," said Tracy.

"Huh?"

"Stop the van."

"Anna compliantly stopped the van, but without bothering to pull over to the side of the empty road. "Why are we stopping?"

"We need to get ourselves un-lost," Replied Tracy

"Let me drive," said Shanna.

"Why?" asked Anna.

"Because I have a better sense of direction than you," Shanna replied. " And I'm less likely to get us or someone else killed."

"But—"

"Don't bother Anna," said Tracy. "Let Shanna drive."

Grumbling, Anna climbed out of the drivers' side of the van, and smiling, Shanna got out of the passenger's side. As they headed around the front of the van Tracy glanced out of the back of the van just in time to see the black Porsche turn a corner onto the road a few blocks back. The Porsche had been conspicuous by its absence since everyone had arrived on the rural streets, and She wasn't surprised to see it now. "Uh guys," called Tracy out of the open doors to the front of the van. "You might wanna hurry it up a bit!"

Anna and Shanna who had been talking in the front of the van both looked up.

"Huh?"

"Why?"

"Look down the road!"

They did, noticing the approaching Porsche for the first time. "Oh shit!" They rushed to their places in the van, slamming their doors closed just as the car pulled up beside the van.

A pair of eyes peered out of the car over a partially rolled down, darkly tinted window. "Are you ladies having a problem?"

"No, no problem," Shanna replied nervously as she tried frantically to roll up the driver's side window. All of a sudden there was the very close sound of a gunshot and simultaneously the sound of glass shattering and a scream. A split second later the van accelerated forward. "Shit fuck shit fuck Jesus Christ!" Exclaimed Shanna.

"They're following us!" Yelled Janessa.

"Lose them!" Anna yelled over at Shanna.

"I'm trying," Shanna yelled back.

Tracy looked out the back of the van and found that the black Porsche was less than a yard behind them—and then she saw the gun aimed out of the passenger side window. "Duck!" She exclaimed as she dove to the floor, pulling Janessa with her, just as gunshot sounded and the back window shattered. A minute or two later Tracy cautiously peered over the back seat. The car was so close, and it was faster and more maneuverable than the van—there was no way they could lose it…unless—"Shanna, stop the van!" She exclaimed.

"What! Are you crazy!"

"Slam on the breaks!" replied Tracy. "There's no way they can stop in time. Just do it!"

"Brace yourselves," warned Shanna. Then she slammed on the breaks and the van grounded to a halt. It seemed like forever before we heard the crash and felt the impact of the Porsche slamming into the back of the van.

"Now go!" Exclaimed Tracy. "Let's get outta here!"

Shanna stepped on the gas and amazingly the van sped forward. As Tracy looked out of the back of the van she noted the crumpled front of the Porsche and the cracked front windshield—the car wasn't moving.

"We did it!" Said Janessa who had also been watching the car get farther and father away. "Now let's put as much distance as possible between us and whoever was in the car."

"Agreed," said Shanna as they sped down the rural streets in what we hoped was the direction of urban Ottawa. They hadn't been driving for more than a few minutes before there was a startled shriek from the front seat of the car and Shanna once again slammed on the brakes. The sound of screeching tires was punctuated by a muffled thud. "Oh no!" Cried Shanna.

It was then that the mayhem ensued.