Chapter 7 pt. 2

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Joker hung up the phone and tossed it at me. I let it fall to the floor since I was kinda driving at the moment. Just then I heard another large load of gunfire but it sounded like a machine gun. I ducked, afraid it was aimed at us but glanced in the one rearview mirror that wasn't shattered and saw that there was a pickup truck with two men in the back firing at the police with a large gun. It was definitely a machine gun from what I could tell but it was really hard to see.
"That's our cue." Joker then forced me to pull over and I slammed on the breaks once we were remotely close to the sidewalk. One of the two men in the truck turned around and gestured for us to get in the truck. Joker sprinted towards them and got in the passenger side. From closer inspection, the two men were wearing clown masks, I couldn't see who was driving the truck but I assumed he was wearing one as well.
"We don't have all day! either get in the car or get shot at." The man driving the truck spoke harshly. I became hesitant, I still couldn't believe what I had done! The adrenaline rush kept me from feeling any guilt or remorse for what I did and now I've escaped with a master criminal and am about to go to who knows where with him and his getaway crew. The fear of getting killed or raped grew stronger with every second I stood there contemplating on whether or not I should go with them. Prison didn't seem so bad as I thought about the consequences, but then again it was prison and I wouldn't be able to look at my parents without feeling like I've failed them. With the last of my adrenaline I ran to the truck and got in the back seat, I'm sure I would regret it later but for right now I was just focused on not dying.

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