I look in the rearview mirror. “Hey…well…I’m sorry to ruin you bashing my life, but I think we’re being followed.” “What kind of car?” I look in the rearview mirror. “A black and white one with sirens on top.” He sighs. “I told you that you were driving erratically.” “You don’t think perchance it was because you shot two people and I hijacked a car?” I ask as I look back again. The lights aren’t on yet, so I try to keep to the speed limit without losing my mind.
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