The Guy With A Gun

Chapter 4

I could feel someone against me but I didn't want to open my eyes. After feeling so uncomfortable, I forced myself to open them. When I finally did the sight was horrible. The officer was now in the back seat with me covered in blood, his hand on my shoulder. Jason was in the driver seat on his phone , I was again tied up, and there was a guy with a gun in the passenger seat. I couldn't make out what he was wearing but he was covered in stains. We were parked by a river.

Jason: *on phone* You got the money right?...

What money? I thought. My head was pounding. My limbs were numb. The backseat of the car was filthy, there were cigarette butts and beer bottles all over the floors. I noticed we weren't in the police car any more. I tried to speak. I couldn't, they had sealed them with duct tape. I bit and bit at the tape to try and get some air and speaking ways. I guess I was making too much noise because the guy with the gun turned around and clubbed me in the head with it. My brain shook. The world started to spin and became blurry. I could feel something climbing the walls of my throat. Jason opened the back seat making me fall out onto the harsh ground. He untied my legs and hands, but still pinning me to the ground. There were no other cars passing by. My mouth was still taped. I wanted to scream but couldn't. The guy with the gun was dragging the officer out of the car. I heard a splash of water. The guy with the gun went in the car to get something and returned to Jason's side while still pinning me. It was a needle. He lifted the back of my shirt and put the needle right in my back. I felt like I was floating and then I was out like a light.