Tom’s breath caught in his throat as he realized the severity of the situation he was now in. He knew ways to covertly signal that he was in distress, but he couldn’t risk being shot. “No funny business, got it. I’m going to unlock the door now, okay?” Tom’s voice sounded small, despite his attempt at sounding manly and strong. He slowly turned the key in the door, reaching his hand in and unlocking the other doors of the older car. His heartbeat rose as he slowly climbed into the car, thankful for the temporary relief of not having a gun held to his back.
His breath caught once more as he felt the cold barrel against his shoulder. “Oh-okay, where to?” Tom tried to steady his voice, but the shake & stutter in his voice was evident.
“Slowly,” Cara warned, keeping the gun firmly pressed against his back as he unlocked his door before hitting the button that would unlock the others. She made sure that they climbed inside at the same time, readying herself for any attack or desperate attempt to get help that he might make, and prepared to hit him with the butt of the gun if necessary. She really didn’t want to end up in the driver’s seat – the blood loss was going to hit her sooner rather than later – but she couldn’t chance him creating an even bigger mess than she was already in.
Thankfully he didn’t try anything and, once she was seated and the gun was in place again, she said, “Ease out of the parking lot and take a right. A left and then another right after that.” Backroads that would lead them to the outskirts of the town where the odd abandoned building or home could be found.
He slowly turned the key in the ignition, afraid that she might take one of his movements as hostile. His movements continued to be slow as he buckled his seat belt & adjusted the rearview mirror. He glanced at his assailant before fixing his eyes on the road. Tom sat rigid in his seat as he drove, following the directions the woman instructed. His mind raced, trying to figure out how he could possibly get out of this situation. “What do you want from me?” He asked, his voice shaking ever so slightly.
Cisco backup 