Chapter 109

suddenly.

"It will be a race," he said.

Jeane grumbled, Lucy placed a hand on her shoulder "what is the matter?" she asked, looking at her with concern, Jeane had a mischievous smile on her face instantly, she tapped Jack who grinned happily by the side, enjoying the sweetness of the ice-cream he was devouring.

"Hey!" he touched, when he felt touched by somebody, his face sank, having an intuition of what Jeane had in mind "you are our leader, right?" she asked, with an arched eyebrow.

Jack reminiscing on what happened the other time he decided to be the leader, he shook his instantly and retreated, barging into Jeame's body, who stood like a wall behind him, he looked up to his face and smiled, wiping invisible stain from his chest.

He chuckled and turned to Jeane "he will be the leader" he pointed a finger behind, Lucy smiled.

"Excellent!"

Jo peeped into the rearview and saw the car trailing behind, the speed looks murderous, he diverted into a street, and the car reversed and turned in, he nodded and stepped on the brake instantly, alighting as fast as he could.

His assailant didn't get his intent earlier, before they could step on their brake, they slammed into Jo's car, and the four passengers in the car lost consciousness.

Jo pulled out his pistol and shot at the car's windshield.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He killed three occupants instantly, shattering the glass of the windshields, he tucked his gun and jogged away, when he heard the police siren.

The residents had called on the police when they heard gunshots, he came out of the street and saw a car he recognized pulled over.

"Boss" one of his subordinates called unto him, he nodded and got in, they drove him towards the city centre.

"Are you okay, Boss?" the driver asked, Jo, nodded.

"I am, take me to Linda," he said, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Jeane sat, breathing heavily, they have just won another round, which took them to the finales.

Jack was jumping around, making a cheering sound.

"wahoo! we did it, team" he bounced again, Lucy folded her arms and watched him pensively, she rolled her eyes and pursed her lips tightly.

"can you stop making noise?" she requested, feeling annoyed, Jack turned to her and glared at her "what is wrong with me celebrating our win?" he asked, feeling attacked.

Jeane sat sipping a bottle of water, concentrating on the next teams, starting their race.

The coordinator's voice came on the speaker.

"On your marks, go!" a gunshot took over the sound, he watched them keenly, and noticed that Drake's team are all using their wolf speed to beat their opponents, Jeane also noticed the difference, she nudged him.

"I don't think, we can win against this team, they run so fast, all of them" she commented with a sad face, Jeame turned to her and pressed her palm softly, she looked at him and