Find a Car

“Shit! They have to heard that shot. They’re going to be coming for us.”

“Wait, Jamaal, maybe not.”

She points to the naked blonde. She looks dazed.

“What did you do? Who will tell us who to hate now?”

“That’s good, but I’m not counting on them staying that way.”

“I saw a garage out back. Maybe there’s a car.”

You make your way through the preacher’s attached home. Each room is lavishly decorated. You open the door to the garage.

“Holy shit!”

“Wow!”

In front of you are three red Ferraris. Mia runs up to one.

“The keys are in the car!”

“Hardly inconspicuous, but we don’t really have much of a choice.”

You slide into the leather seat. It cradles you. You start the engine as Mia settles in. Th e garage door automatically opens as you approach it. You pull out, acutely aware this care is worth more money than you’ve ever had.

You gun the engine, eager to be out out of this town. The only question is where are you headed?