Chapter 17: May 30, 1999

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    Forster slammed me and May to the nearest car. He then cuffed my right hand to May's left hand.

    Harlan: Handcuffs. I was starting to think this was never gonna happen.

    May: Oh piss off.

    Berman: Bring them to my car. I'll bring them to HQ personally.

    Forster started pushing us to Berman's car.

    Harlan: Sir, please believe me.

    May: It wasn't us. There was a blond woman. She let them in!

    Harlan: We had nothing to do with-

    Forster: SHUT IT YOU TWO!

    He slammed both of us on Berman's car.

    Forster: Harlan, is SHE still here?

    I chuckled.

    Harlan: Of course.

    Forster: Listen, the Director won't believe anything you say even if I back you up. You're own your own.

    May: What are you-

    Forster: Take this to her, Brandle, do what you need to do.

    Forster handed something to me.

    Harlan: I'll try not to break anything sir.

    Forster: Ready?

    Harlan: Brace yourself boss.

    Forster: Good luck.

    I turned around and headbutt Forster. Forster fell, nose bleeding and I grabbed his gun and shot two bullets up in the air.

    Harlan: EVERYONE WEAPONS DOWN! Weapons down or she gets it.

    I aimed the gun at May.

    May: Harlan, what the fu-

    Harlan: Run on my signal.

    May: What?

    Harlan: RUN!

    I shot one last time at the sky, everyone ducked and May and I ran away.

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    May: Where are we going?

    Harlan: HERE! C'MON!

    I ran to turn left but May ran to turn right and the handcuff pulled me to her.

    Harlan: May, no!

    Gunshots at May. May cursed as she dodged the bullets and ran to the direction I was running towards.

    Harlan: C'MON!

    May and I ran. Suddenly...

    BANG!

    A gunshot.

    I suddenly felt pain in my leg and fell.

    May: HARLAN!

    T.H.E.P.A. Agent: On the ground NOW!

    May looked at the agents surrounding us as I held my bleeding leg.

    Harlan: Damn it.

    T.H.E.P.A. Agent: ON THE FLOOR! NOW! HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!

    May complied, slowly.

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