Eleanor
I tightened my grip in the hood when I heard a gun firing and then a screeched sound of the tire.
Knowing that my motorbike's wheels aren't shot, I sped off, eyeing the mirror. Then another gun firing and I watched the car leaned and flipped twice on the road before that hit the corner of the road.
I skidded my bike afar and by then all of our men reached and my elder brother was also there. I hopped my bike and walked toward the car when I was sure that won't burst anymore.
My elder brother rushed toward me and checked me carefully, saying, "Jesus! You scared me, Eleanor."
He looked worried about me which was normal anyway. In his place, I might have done the same.
We both walked toward the car to see the person who wanted to hit me from behind. One of our men said, "Sir
