Tar and Carbon

My wrists burned as the thick rope dug into them. As the automobile shook with every meter driven, my mind swam with ways of getting out of this situation. My heart was about to jump out of my chest as the severity of the situation sunk in. I glared at the shaking dumbass next to me. I exhaled in frustration as I struggled to free my hands from the rope.

There were several advantages to the situation at hand as well as disadvantages. I have no weapons or chemicals which I can use to save myself. But the positive thing was the fact that there were none of Don Claro's lackeys in the back seats with us. Meaning that if we can in some way get the door open, then our escape will be guaranteed.