Part 41
*Pant*
*Pant*
*Pant*

A man sped down the dark road in his car, driving as fast as his stolen car would go. The sound of police sirens followed from far behind him.
Vincent: C'mon....
His hands were shaking, eyes laser focused on what was in front of him. The rain pounded on his windsheild, the wipers push away the hydration no little effect do to the car overall being damaged. One thing the man could make out however, was a sign. "Hurricane Utah".
Vincent:... Gotta shake these guys-
*BAM*
The car tilted to the side.
Vincent: Fuck, my tire!
He slammed on the breaks again, sparks flew off the broken rim as Vincent swerves off to a side road. He grabs the pistol from the cupholder and jumped out of the car, rolling onto the wet grass of the nearby lawn. He ran for the backyard, jumping the fence and looking back to see police cars pulling to a stop. He ran across the street and into the next yard, finding a small forested area behind this one.
Vincent(whisper): Here we go...
He ran through the trees, jumped over roots and ran past bushes.
*BARK BARK*
Vincent(whisper): Shit shit...
They were sending dogs after him. He was on borrowed time now. He ran for the side, coming to the exit of the forest. He quickly scanned the area and his eyes finally land on something. A building. He ran for it without thinking, he just needed cover. He ran for it when suddenly...
*BANG*
Vincent: Ghk-
A pain shot through his leg. He was shot. But there was no time to worry about that. Vincent ran around the building.
Police: VINCENT RUBY!!! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!!!
Vincent: F-Fuck...
His leg was bleeding a trail behind him, they knew he was there. The criminal looked for something he could use to plug the hole, anything to at least give him stealth. He instead saw an old door on the side of the building. It suddenly opens, and there stood Simone holding a garbage bag.
Simone:...
Vincent:...
Simone's eyes widened and Vincent's mouth curved into a smirk. Simone threw the garbage bag at him and tried running back inside but the man didn't care. He Grabbed her arm and yanked her outside, pointing the gun to the side of her head.
Vincent: Hold still little lady, wouldn't want me to paint this wall red.
He dragged her with him limping out from around the wall. He held her in place, making sure the surounding officers could see her. The chatter of him having a hostage spread like wild fire across the officers, them all backing off.
Simone(whisper);... do it...
Vincent glances down.
Simone(whisper):... Just shoot me...
She tried not moving her mouth.
Vincent ignores her, turning his attention back to the officers.
Vincent: STAY AWAY FROM THE BUILDING!!!
He yells, limping backwards and towards the door Simone had came from.He took her inside and locked the door behind him.
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