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The Story:
The engine hummed louder as he pushed the pedal to the floor. He was towing a sea of police cars and unmarked government vehicles behind him, and the helicopter following him on the left was shining its spotlight onto his SUV.
“How are you doing back there? Still with me?”
“Yes, Rallin. I am ok-k-kay. You don’t sound well.”
“Oh, I’m alright.”
An unmarked corvette nudged him in the rear bumper.
“Where are you tak… tak tak t-t-taking me?”
“To get you patched up, buddy. Just sit tight.”
“I was disa disa dis d-d-disabled?”
He swerved onto another street, looking for anywhere for them to hide. He knew he couldn’t keep this chase up for long.
“Yeah, you could say that.”
“You cannot outrun a helicopter in this SUV, Rallin.”
“Remember how we talked about positive thoughts in stressful situations, Pair?”
Several police cars skidded onto the road up ahead of him. He dove his vehicle into the nearest street, which happened to be a residential neighborhood. Perfect.
“Pair, I need you to…”
“I have already patched into 137 Wifi signals that my connection will alternate between, based on the order of proximity to…”
“Got it! Just log onto our server and get yourself fixed!”
A blockade of police cars formed ahead of him. He tightened his seatbelt and checked his grip on the steering wheel.
“Going off-road, Pair!”
Pair’s metal fist punched through the side of the SUV and grabbed the door, crinkling it like a newspaper.
They turned off the road and bounded through the yards, running over toys and demolishing landscaping. He crashed through a wooden fence, but there was a pool on the other side. They drove straight into the water and sank.
He unbuckled his seatbelt and swam to the surface, crawling on top of his vehicle as dozens of police officers poured into the yard.
“Pair! Pair, can you hear me? Pair!”
“Freeze! Hands up, now!”
“No, please! Please, just let me get him out! He can’t…”
He was interrupted by a crinkled metal door flying out of the water and landing by the pool. He looked back at the policemen and grinned.
“You guys should run.”
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