Angel with a Shotgun || h.s. (MAJOR EDITING)

00 Pilot

Hurry up!


I looked at my side mirror and saw the black SUV van getting nearer.


Shit.


"C'mon! C'mon!" I mumbled. I looked behind me and saw that the SUV stopped. Two men in a suit got out and walked towards me. Then as if on cue, the light turned green. I chuckled.


"Suckers!" I yelled and drove away. I heard them cursed and their engine started. They were chasing me again. The wind was sending my hair in different directions, which I didn't mind. All I can think about is how to mislead them right now.


London seems very busy tonight. There were lots of cars and this gave me an idea. I was zigzagging my motorbike to slow them down. Then ahead, I spotted a dark alley. I sped up and made a rough turn. Tires screeched and drivers were shouting at me.


"Sorry!" I yelled, hope they'll hear that. I entered the dark alley. I slammed my breaks, almost hitting the trashcan. I must be behind a club since I can hear loud music. I turned the engine off. I put down the stand and got out of my bike. I took a peek and saw that the SUV went straight. I've lost them. I leaned against the cold wall. That was close. Like really close.



Then I heard a noise.