Lin awoke from her limbo long before Abel did. Fuck, she felt extremely guilty for not warning him when they were on the phone. He probably hates her. They were in a trunk of a car just like Jasmine said. How was she going to get out of this one?
The car stopped moving.
"Hey, I think we stopped moving. you listening? You even alive? Say something!", Lin tried to look at him.
He bumped his head on top of the trunk and kicked her in the process.
" Ow! I'll take that as a yes. Where the fucks my lighter?", she tried getting her hands loose but in this position there was no getting out.
"Shut up, I want to hear this", she told Abel.
"What are you doing driving Lin's ride Mr. Sharp?", it was Donnie! Perhaps she could get him to free her.
"I'm glad you could make it Donnie, there's something I want you to see.".
Sharp the bastard...
"Stay calm, we're gonna get out of this.", now she felt like she was talking to herself.
Sharp opened the trunk and she came face to face with Donnie.
"Lin...".
"Donnie! Listen I swear to God-".
Fuck her neck hurt like hell.
This is it...I'm going to die...Jasmine.
Abel finally focused his vision and hearing before he was shot in the shoulder by Sharp. If he made it out alive he would skin that asshole alive.
Now his vision was blurry, with his head injury and the bullet wound, he didn't think he would make it.
"Take a deep breathe and count to ten Donnie", Sharp glared at Abel.
"Count to ten! You just shot my girl!", Donnie looked freaked.
"Yes, it's tragic", Sharp closed the trunk.
Was he going to push them over a bridge? Where were they?!
"Could you give me hand here?", that was Sharp definitely, Abel's heart was pounding.
"Why did you...why did you...", Donnie began to cry.
"Lin was working with the Saints, now would you give me a hand? This car is heavy."
Donnie had had enough, he was finally going to ask Lin out, and what happens? Sharp kills her! He never liked him to began with always the small jabs and insults here and there. He wouldn't take it anymore. He was out of here.
"Donnie where are you going?...Children...", Sharp shook his head, perhaps he could spin a tale and Donnie could be put out as well.
Sharp was able to push the car over the edge into the water and left without glance backwards.
"Stay calm, we're going to get out of this...I think I found my lighter..."
"Lin, fuck your lighter, help me kick the trunk open", both heavily wounded they would have to focus if they were going to make it out alive.
"Did you hear that asshole Donnie? He called me his girl...", he heard her head fall back.
"Lin! Fuck!".
Abel kicked the trunk opened and swam to out and up to the surface.
He felt like crying. He should have helped Lin, should have went back for her, but he had to get to the hospital or he was going to make it all.
He made it to the church and informed a few of the guys that were there what happened and that he was going after Sharp. The bastard was predictable, heading to his mansion after a leisure day of double murder and who knows what else he did before then.
He sped through the freeway on his way to murder that bastard, some of the other spies amongst the Rollers told him that Sharp was taking the streets and slowly.
Once he got off the freeway he rushed to the street a fellow Saint told him Sharp was last on, after forty-five minutes or so Abel spotted his car.
He shot at the windows without hesitation and then the chase began. Sharp was having his driver take all kinds of impossible routes, at one point his car got stuck and he had to run off and steal another, he worried he would lose him but he caught up in no time. Perhaps the driver wanted a new employer...
That's when he spotted Sharp's car crashed in to a wall and a wicked smile formed.
"You punk, my nephew will have you killed and everyone you know!", Sharp spit blood out and attempted to crawl away.
"I wish t here was time to torture you the way I'm sure you tortured Lin but you wont live for long and I have to be the one to kill you.", Abel pointed his gun at him.
"Lin...she was good bitch", and those were his last words.
"Damn, that didn't feel nearly as good as I thought it would.", Abel turned around and left.
He was going home.