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❝ can't we ever catch a fucking break? ❞
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"She just needs to rest  for a few minutes. She'll come around" Nygard tells us "Come in. Have a seat"

John B heads into the kitchen with him, turning to see if I'm following and he pauses when he sees me still sat next to Sarah.

"Come on, Vie" He tries to coax me.

"I don't wanna leave her" I tell him and he nods in understanding.

He closes the kitchen doors behind him and I'm left alone with my sister. I take her hand in mine and gently rest my head on her shoulder, letting my eyes close.

As I'm laying in silence, listening to Sarah's breathing and John B's muffled voice, something touches my hair. I lift my head to see that it's my sister, staring at me with a soft smile on her face.

"Hey, brat" She breathes out.

"Welcome to the land of the living, barbie" I smile at her warmly.

She sits up with a wince and I jolt up in surprise as she uses my shoulder to help her off the table.

"Sarah, you have to rest" I scold her.

"We have to go" She argues.

"You were shot, you idiot. Lay down" I snap at her.

"No. We have to get out of here, Sylvie" She declares, grabbing the bag of liquid attached to her IV.

She stumbles towards the kitchen and I race after her, grabbing her arm to pull it around my neck. The kitchen doors swing open, causing Nygard and John B to look up at us in surprise.

"Whoa, little lady!  You need to go lie down" Nygard tells her as John B jumps to his feet.

"How long did I sleep?" Sarah questions.

"Not long enough" John B answers without actually answering her question.

"Can we still make it?" She asks.

"No. No. We- It's over. Okay?" John B tells her.

"No, it's not" She protests.

"Sarah-" John B tries to reason with her but she notices the clock on the wall.

"We still have an hour" She states matter of factly.

"You need to rest. You just got shot?" John B snaps.

"That's what I said" I add.

"I am fine. We're going" She declares firmly, leaving no room for argument.

"I guess we're going then" I chirp, patting my sister's back.

I help a very determined Sarah to the door while Nygard and John B trail behind us, we head down the stairs and Sarah removes her arm, stable enough to hold her own weight as we walk through the bar.

"Seriously, Sarah, you shouldn't be standing" John B warns her.

"I'm fine. Okay. Relax" She huffs out.

We reach the front door and John B stops us, noticing police in the street.

"Shit" John B curses "Are you kidding me?"

"You guys got a little heat on you, don't you?" Nygard questions.

"Just a little" I shrug, my eyes still on the cops.

"I've been there, and I've done that. But I got an idea" He tells us and we all look at him.

He nods his head, gesturing for us to follow him and we do, trailing behind him. We exit through another door where there is a car parked and Nygard offers John B a set of car keys.

"Friend of the devil is a friend of mine" He states as John B takes them.

"Thanks, Doc" The Routledge boy says gratefully and Sarah snatches the keys, pushing past them.

"Oh dear" Nygard mutters.

"Let's go" Sarah urges us to hurry.

"Okay. All right" John B nods at her before looking at the doctor "So how bad's it gonna be      when the anesthesia wears off?"

"Pretty much mind-bending" Nygard answers and I grimace as Sarah climbs into the car.

"All right, Doc, how do I get this baby back to you?" John B asks, rounding the car and I hop into the back seat.

"You're just going to the wharf, right?" Nygard questions.

"Yeah. Berth 39, right?" John B nods, climbing into the driver seat.

"Perfect. Put the keys   under the gas cap, and we're good" Nygard tells him as Sarah hands him the keys.

"Are you sure we can take this?" He asks the older man.

"Well, you overpaid for the medical, so have a nice trip" Nygard assures us.

"Thank you" Sarah and I say in unison while John B chirps out "Thanks, Doc"

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"How much time do we have?" Sarah questions as we near the wharf.

"Not much" John B answers before sirens gain our attention " Shit! Cops. Should I peel?"

"No. Just play dumb" Sarah replies.

"If we peel it'll look too suspicious" I agree.

"Down. Slow down" The police officer orders.

"All right, I got this" John B mutters, stopping the car and rolling his window down.

"Road's closed" The cop tells us.

"What happened?" John B asks curiously.

"Robbery. There was a shootout. Now move along" The officer explains abruptly.

"Well, is everybody okay?" John B questions.

"Move on" The cop demands, walking away from the car.

"Sylvie, John B" Sarah gets our attention, nodding forwards where I see cops loading the gold into a van "We lost the gold"

"Shit. I'm sorry, Sarah" John B sighs.

From my peripheral vision I spot a cop staring from his phone to us with a look of realisation on his face and my stomach swirls in worry.

"Guys" I warn them.

"Go. Go, go, go!" Sarah rushes out.

"Hey!" The officer hollers, grabbing his gun at his waist.

"Shit!" John B curses, slamming on the gas.

"Hey, stop the car!" The officers shout "Stop! Stop the car!"

"Go!" Sarah snaps.

"I'm going. I'm going. I'm going" John B hurries.

"Hey! Stop! Stop!" The cops yell, chasing after us on foot and sirens wail loudly in the distance.

Two cop cars manage to catch up with us and I grab onto the handle on the roof as John B drifts around a corner, putting more space between us and them. They follow us right around the corner so John B takes another corner, and another, until we're heading down narrow street.

"Did they follow us?" John B questions, keeping his eyes on the road.

"No, they went the other way" Sarah assures him.

"Can't we ever catch a fucking break?" I snap in irritation.

"Take it easy!" A man yells as John B swerves around him.

"Look out, jerk!" Another guy shouts.

"I almost hit that person!" John B says, glancing back.

"John B!" I scream, right as he hits a woman and her body rolls off the bonnet as he slams on the brake.

"Did you see that?" Someone shouts from outside.

"Raashole" The woman curses.

"Holy shit, Johnny" I mumble out in disbelief.

"You just hit a person" Sarah states "Go help them!"

"Okay" He nods, scurrying out of the car immediately.

"Where'd you get your license, man?" I hear a familiar voice groan as John B opens the door.

"The great state of North Carolina" John B answers.

"You didn't see me in the street?" The girl questions as she slides into the seat beside me.

"No, I didn't" John B answers, getting into the driver seat.

"Mother- Hey! How'd you make it through, girl?" The girl beams happily at Sarah.

"Are you okay? Sarah asks her in concern.

"Just a scrape, you know? I went up and over. Been through worse" The girl shrugs it off.

"We should get outta here now" Sarah declares and John B seems to agree as he slams his foot on the gas.

"And you are?" I ask bluntly, looking at the girl sat next to me.

"The name's Cleo. Good to meet you properly, girl" The girl grins at me, my cold shoulder dissolving.

"I'm Sylvie" I tell her.

"What happened back there?" John B speaks up "We went to the Playboy, and that place was hot!                            Cops were everywhere!"

"We were waiting for you guys to show up, and the coppers came. They came from every direction. I jumped overboard" Cleo explains.

"Well, what about Terrance and Stubbs?" John B asks.

"I heard gunshots" Cleo answers vaguely.

"What?" Sarah gasps.

"I ran. I wanted to shoot it out with them, but it was too many" Cleo tells us.

"Oh boy! We got company. Okay" John B announces as the two cop cars from earlier tail us.

"Oh no! Drive!" Cleo hollers.

"You're fucking kidding me!" I shout in annoyance.

"Does it go any faster?" Sarah snaps.

"I don't know. The speedometer doesn't work" John B retorts.

"What?!" I shriek.