Project AWOL

"You can get much further with a kind word and a gun, than you can with just a kind word alone." Jake presses the gun harder against my temple. "Isn't that right, Alex?"

I look at him and much to his dismay, shrug my shoulders and smirk at him. "I find it ironic that you would quote Al Capone while holding a steel barrel to my head Jakey" I say, my voice sugary with fake sweetness.

He gives a bitter laugh. "Oh you haven't seen irony, sweetheart. By the time I'm done with you, those guys looking for you from Mason will be the last of your worries."

And as he runs his hand up and down my arms, the gun still presses firmly against my head, I can truly say this is the most afraid I have ever been in my dark, illegal life.