I hail a taxi,a black checker cab,and we are off.
"I'll pay you extra if you are willing to participate in a car chase!"
"How much?"
" A good fifty."
"Deal."
As we set off,a Seawing goon comes out of the pub,and gets a .45 shot in the chest.
I see another Seawing run and hail a cab.A dark black SUV rolls up to the curb.
After three blocks,the driver makes a turn,and it obscures them from my view.
"Oh,and we're being followed."
The Skywing gives a look,but keeps driving.
We head towards the Dragonet Memorial Bridge,and traffic builds up.A blessing, traffic,but mostly a curse.I look back,and see the SUV trying to swerve through the traffic.They can't fire at me in this thick traffic.A Seawing, blue this time,leans out of the window and a shot goes through another car's trunk.
We drive past the Dragonet Memorial,and the traffic lessens.A flurry of gunfire greets us as we round a bend. The driver swerves,and a white Land Rover gives chase.
"Mind if I drive?"
The Skywing gives me the wheel,and climbs backseat.
I swerve a couple of times,and drive through a long underground tunnel,going under the second river of the old Diamond Spray Delta as submachine gun fire takes off the passenger door.