“I know!”
His other partner quickly recovered himself and carefully re-hid the model inside the case.
His blond partner’s driving style wasn’t promising or stable. So, he was on full alert and looked agitated.
Therion, who was taking over the wheel.
He fired at him non-stop, precisely and accurately around the frame, the tires, the mirrors, while Group B held him back, trying to pin him down with flexible wires extending from the roof without letting him go.
“D*mn!” he grumbled.
The speed was still conservative, safe and precise.
People outside, panicked and chaotic.
After so many turns and resistance upon collision and the majority stumbling, it was truly amazing that no one was shot and they took care to run away or stay aside.
Caroline who looked at such a bold scene amidst a smooth and natural procedure during the shift, with premeditation; her heart was very cold and accustomed.
Somehow.. her small body, despite working, did not agree to respond.