"Kill him!"
Diving to the ground dozens of bullets soar above me, before I'm beset upon and executed the scratching of tires against sound and the roaring rev of a vehicle booms ahead, bursting through the circle of me, running over one too slow to get out of the way, a familiar Jeep skids over to me.
The back seat pops open and Fawn screams, "Get in, now!"
With Vertigo's men quick to pick up their fire I don't need to be told twice. Leaping in the back, barely getting climbing in fully, Fawn hits the gas and we're starting away in a snap.
"Get after them! Don't let him escape!" Vertigo roars as we zoom past, his men scrambling around him, running toward vehicles I see for the first time as Fawn bumps and soars over heaps of elevated sand.