Guilty as Sin

get the car from Sebastien, screaming she didn't need his help and that she would get herself h

es to secure Andrea in the backseat. This sudden maneuver not only repositioned her in the rear of the c

, because back then, they tried betting through a shootin

r Andrea to point the gu

that she was holding a gun... more surprised that she was pointing it at

re you

nk I'm doing?!"

down. Sebastien could not focus on the road, especially when a

re sold!" Sebastien said, trying to convince Andrea that he w

elentless determination to capture Andrea and Sebastien, refusing to let them escape their t

euvering, he skillfully zigzagged the car along the narrow, winding road, exploiting every twist and turn to evade their pursuers. With adrenaline

in real danger, and maybe, it would be bet

her hands and wasted three bullets to fire back. She shut her eyes closed, feeling the sensation of

shoot them?!" she exclaimed, frustrated tha

efore you can even use that g

ing careful aim at the driver of the car trailing behind them. Her intense concentration on her target left Sebastien

a

of jubilation washed over her as she successfully targeted the driver trailing them. The impact sent the purs

drea to get down as the other car was already behind the

, frustration evident in her voice as she realized the firearm had become lodged beneath Sebastien's seat. The awkwardness of their positioning hinted at an illici

st! They are j

umper. Without allowing their pursuers a moment to recover, Sebastien swiftly accelerated,

tter to shoot through the back glass window. So, she shot it and pieces of glasses immediately fe

remaining car in pursuit. Despite the hail of bullets, she remained resolute, a flicker of trust in Sebastien preventing any fear from taking hold. With unwaver

sat down, forgetting about the shattered glasses. "Oh shit!"

, specifically his white long-sleeved polo. "Slowly remove the p

inspected the cloth Sebastien offered. "That

use it! And then get over here and sit in the shotgun

uctions and gingerly shifting to the shotgun seat. Despite

e team," Andrea quipped, a