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"Pull over, I say... pull over" these guys had been on my tail for the past 28 minutes and they seemed to be a die-hard set of cops. I had plans and these cops weren't stopping me. The car screeched as my foot hit the brakes, my hands turning the steering fully and switching gears to reverse. The car was still in motion but was moving backwards, I could see the shock in the cops' eye as they slowed down.
"I'm sorry guys, I know you're only doing your jobs" I said, pointing at their car. The car screeched at the impact of the bullets as air escaped the front tires, sending them through a café's window, the other car ran into a pole.
I finally reached the warehouse minutes later and it seemed like Mr. Udinov had arrived just a bit earlier considering the newly made tracks along the graveled floor. I stepped out of the car, taking in my environment.
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