Spy School:Unnamed

Chapter 7

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Some Highway, Somewhere in NJ

1918 hours

Ben's POV

How are we doing right now? To be really honest, not great. We were currently squished between two enemy cars, as the moment we went flying into them, they trapped us. By this point, everyone on the highway had turned off their cars to look at us but no one dared to speak up or help. Erica was scanning our surroundings looking for a safe way out and pulling gear from thin air. I was in the middle of praying when Erica seemed to have gotten an idea.

"Ben switch seats with me," she said suddenly.

"What?! Are you insane? Do you want us to die!" I whisper- yelled.

"No" she said calmly," It's either this or we die." Suddenly, driving a car at fifteen to get away from dangerous enemy agents didn't seem so bad.

"Okay" I said reluctantly peering outside the windows before quickly switching with her.

"Here's the plan, you hit the accelerator when I say so and then drive like hell straight through the gap between the police car, and the waitress agent's car." Before I could say anything Erica rolled down the window and took aim at a tree. I shot her a questioning look until I realized she was aiming at an almost broken branch that would fall straight on to the waitresses car. This would give me a small time frame where they hopefully would be distracted enough to let me go.

She fired the gun and just as she had predicted the branch landed on their car. She gave me the signal and I pressed the accelerator. I realized that the car was in reverse and instead of going forward I was going backward. Panic was slowly starting to rise but I willed myself to try and calm down.

"Ben you nitwit," Erica said exasperatedly. "Put the car in drive! Quick!" I followed her instructions as my heart was thumping wildly in my chest. I shifted gears and quickly rocketed forward through the gap, just before the so-called waitresses realized that the branch was our diversion. Luckily the police officers had bought us time because they were questioning the people in other cars. My heart still pounded even as we drove away from them. The exit that we took was relatively clear, giving me a chance to breathe. For some reason I felt shaken as it had been so long something like this had happened, even though I felt a rush of energy and excitement. As if she sensed my uneasiness Erica squeezed my hand and offered to switch back with me. I took up her offer and we switched our seats. I told her to drive to "Super 8" (a motel) after I had calmed down and found our devices. A few minutes later both our phones started buzzing(I put it on charging) and I had received numerous texts from Zoe and Erica from Cyrus. I answered the call to hear Zoe's energetic voice.

    "Hey Smokescreen how are you? Where are you? Are you okay?, Mike is mad, Alexander has been worrying and  Cyrus says we should be meeting up soon."

    All of her questions flooded my mind and I replied with, " Meet us at Super 8 North Bergen." I was honestly too tired to answer the rest of the questions.

" Okay,"she chirped," We are in New York. anyway we'll be there in an hour."

"Sounds good," I replied.

"Wait!" Zoe exclaimed "before you end the call can you get us some food for dinner, we're all starved!"

"Yes ma'am" I responded jokingly.

"Okay bye Ben" she ended the call.

"Erica did you hear what Zoe said?" I questioned.

"What" she responded even though I knew she had heard.