Chapter 10

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Illya's Pov
We had made it to the outskirts of New York in around two hours. We were in the middle of nowhere and everything was calm until five cars came in sight behind us.
"Looks like we have some visitors," Napoleon said.
I ducked down and so did Gaby.
"Duck down," Napoleon said to Shannon.
"Why?" Shannon asked.
"Just do it," he replied.
Shannon ducked down and almost immediately a bullet flew through the back window.
"That's why," Napoleon said.

We pulled off the road into the grass field. We sped through the five feet tall grass. I looked in the mirror and saw the cars were following us. Then I noticed more cars. At least twenty of them. Suddenly a car appeared in front of us. I hit the breaks. The car in front of us's window rolled down and there sat Alexander Waverly in the front seat.
"A little change in plan boys," he said, "there's more soldiers that joined...don't worry we got some more people on our side too."
"Good," Napoleon said stepping out of the car. Everyone copied him and got out of the car and well.
"But bad news," Alexander said, "that Quincy man...he was the one who leaked your location and now his gang has joined too so we have to take down a lot of people. Good luck."

I grabbed a gun and Gaby took a small pistol. We all ran through the five foot tall grass getting as far away as we could from the fight. Some people were fighting on foot and some by car. This fight was going to be interesting. Gaby and I got down low and scanned the area.
"Don't shoot too much," I said, "I'd like for you to live."
"Don't worry," she replied, "I wasn't planning."
We both laughed.
"I love you Illya," she said.
"I love you too Gaby," I replied.
I smiled and turned my head back to the fight.
I saw a man on the opposing side. I aimed at him and shot him down.

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