Through The Storm ||BrOhm||

(Seven) - The Chase and The Capture

Ryan's P.O.V

I drive as fast as I could. The good thing currently is that there are no cars on the road.

Suddenly, I hear gun shots.

Well shit.

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After about 15 minutes of driving. I see a building.

It looks like... a mall? Thinking that this could be bullshit. I drive up to it.

Apparently. It is a mall. I quickly park and tell Bryce to get out. I grab my bag and any other valuables.

Then run to the mall. I look back and see that they've just arrived.

"Go go go." I urge Bryce. "We can lose them here." I take off my mask and shove it in my bag.

"You sure?" he asks, getting pass the guard checkpoints.

"Nope." I calmly say, getting past as well.

It's a two floor mall. Not tall enough. But I can lose them here.

I see the department store. "Let's go Brycey." I say, grabbing his wrist and running for it.

I know they're behind us.

So close.

But also so far.

I grip my bag strap and let Bryce go. "We can probably lose them here. Now let's go to the second floor. They'll probably search the ground floor first." I guide Bryce.

"True." Bryce says and we take the escalator to the second floor of the department store.

Bryce and I just walk around, pretending to be customers. Random people.

That's when an idea struck me.

"Bryce." I whisper.

"What?" he replies.

"Let's buy new clothes and throw away our old ones. After buying the clothes. We steal one of their cars. And yes, I remember how they look like." I explain.

He seems baffled by what I just said.

I raise my eye at him. "Got any better ideas?" I ask. He shakes his head. "That's what I thought."

I grab a hoodie that suits me. A dark shade of gray with a light gray omega symbol on it. I also grab blue jeans and a flannel. I meet up with Bryce on one of the counters. I pay for everything.

I grab Bryce's wrist and run to the closest comfort room. By now, they're probably searching the second floor. I go in to one of the stalls and quickly change.

I make sure the tags aren't on the clothing anymore.

I throw the clothes I wore today into the plastic bag. Then throw it in the nearest trash can. I wait for Bryce.

He comes out wearing a purple hoodie and black jeans. I motion for him to follow me. "Let's go!"

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We walk out of the mall, pretending to be someone else. Once Bryce and I are out of sight. I search for one of their cars. I somehow still recall how it looks and its plate number.

I easily gained access on it and started to hot wire it. "Bryce. See if there's any tracking devices on this car." I order him.

Bryce walks away and starts looking around.

The car starts. "Ohm. There doesn't seem to be any. But then again, I'm not so sure."