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"Get in, and start the car. You'll have to run over those guys."
"I'm not going to make them road kill!" Carmen hissed.
"Just start the car!" Jason barked.
Carmen obeyed, keeping the cars between her and the henchmen. Jason fired one bullet at a time, making each one count. He took out one more, leaving three left. Just when he thought he was out of ammunition he heard a car start and the red jeep rumbled out of its parking space, facing the remaining henchmen. Carmen revved the engine and honked the wheel before suddenly racing at the men. Before they could get hit they ran off.
She stopped the car where Jason was at and he jumped into the passenger's seat, buckling as Carmen sped out of the joint. She took the nearest road and barreled down it, going around cars. Jason took a moment to catch his breath before starting up his lecture.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Me?" Carmen yelled back. "All I did was I slapped the guy for touching me."
"That guy who touched you was the dealer's son. We could've gotten out of there without a hitch if you didn't slap him."
"What was I suppose to do? Let him take me away in his car for the rest of the night!" Carmen continued to pass cars.
"You could've told him you had business to attend to tonight."
"Well it was so smoky in there I could hardly think. Besides, I'm not good at being a criminal."
Carmen looked up into her rear-view mirror.
Her eyes opened wide and she yelled, "Get down!"
Gunfire behind them hit the bumper. It didn't hit the windows. Carmen swerved the car, almost going off the road. Jason shuddered.
"Let me drive."
"No! Not now. We don't have time to switch." Carmen objected.
Jason was already reaching over to grab the wheel, pinning Carmen in her seat. For driving in the passenger's seat, he was pretty good.
"Gas!" He yelled.
Carmen pressed her foot on the gas pedal, accelerating their car. Jason wound their car through traffic, receiving lots of beeps from the other drivers. Jason drove the car off a ramp and wove through more cars. They kept getting on and off ramps, taking sharp turns. At some point Carmen slowed the car down. Since it was still dark they blended in with the traffic well.
They drove for a long time without saying anything, eying behind them for any signs of pursuit. The sky soon tinted red, purple, and orange in the east. As the sky grew brighter with every second, Carmen noticed that Jason had dark circles under his eyes. His eyes drooped for a moment and then he snapped them open again. Carmen took pity for him.
"I'll take the wheel now." She gently said.
Jason readily let go of the wheel, stretching out his stiff arms. His joints popped as Carmen stretched. She drove another couple of miles before getting off at an exit. Jason already was fast asleep. Carmen checked into a motel.
She gently nudged Jason awake back in the car. He woke up and Carmen took his backpack. Jason followed her to the room and before she closed the door he crashed on one of the beds. Carmen went into the bathroom and took off her wig. Her red hair fell down her shoulders neatly.
One look at her face told her what she already knew. First, her bruise was still slightly purple; two, she had dark circles like Jason. On her way to the other bed she stepped out of her shoes. Before her head touched the pillow she slipped under the covers. Past the aches and pains she felt, Carmen instantly fell asleep.