The Unexplainable Case 2 (10)

Phil hung on his ropes as he desperately tried to lunge towards Marcus. He was desperate to hear the sound of ropes snapping. Marcus laughed and put a hand on Phil's face. Marcus swung his next fist and punched Phil in the stomach. "You know how nice we were to you huh Phil? We even got those bullets out of you and patched you up right? Well you didn't appreciate that well there's nothing you can do about it cause the President is the next on my list." "Y...y..you can't do that." Phil said his voice becoming weaker by the second. "Because...." "Because what Phil?" "Because it...it...it's against the law." Phil finished. "The law? HAHAHAHA I own the law Phil.

Don't you see? Even if you tell police officers I'm trying to take on the government they'll kill you than put you in jail. Ok? So uh if you mind I have to get on with my business." Marcus whipped around and guards followed him. "Oh and Phil I'll send you a postcard once I finished the job. And never mind what I'm doing cause it's just business." Marcus continued walking and quickly walked out of Phil's view.

Joe kept his hands on the steering wheel he concentrated on the his mind rather than the road. Suddenly he heard sirens behind him. A voice commanded "PULL OVER TO THE SIDE OF THE ROAD!" The voice ordered. Joe realized that his taxi has been reported stolen. He put his foot on the gas. The taxi's engine roared and sped off. The police car behind followed closely. Then a helicopter flew into Joe's sight. A man mounted on the helicopter held a automatic rifle and aimed. "Hey that isn't one of ours." The officers shouted. At that moment a spray of bullets hit Joe and the cop car. The gunner fired his M4 assault rifle. He fired at the cop car. The lights were gradually shot and the windshield cracked. The sirens and lights fell off the squad car and the tires were peppered. The police car then spun out of control and rolled over.

The car erupted in a ball of flame the officers inside quickly scrambled out and headed for safety. The gunner reloaded and yelled to the pilot. "Get me closer to the taxi!" The pilot nodded and the helicopter traveled alongside the taxi. The gunner aimed and fired. Joe groaned and layed low. Inside the car the passenger window was shattered , the leather seats were being shot and the windsheild was destroyed. Joe kicked the windshield out and the piece of glass flew. Joe put his foot on the gas and the speedometer raced up to 135 km/h. Suddenly Joe's car swerved and headed onto oncoming traffic. And then Joe gasped as a truck headed straight for him. Joe heard the horn blaring and closed his eyes.