Chapter 32
I raced out to the parking lot after the kidnappers, seeing Brittney and Amy getting thrown into the back of a sinister-looking big black SUV. I had to get moving!
I quickly scanned the carpark and spotted a thing of beauty, the perfect machine; an old BMW M3, precision German engineering at its best. It was smaller than I would like for my enormous frame, but it was light and powerful, with more than 300 horsepower crammed under the hood. It was manoeuvrable, b****y fast and best of all, it was old enough for me to be able to hotwire it. I smashed the front passenger window with a big elbow strike, reached in among the glass, unlocked the door and wrenched it open. Somehow, I squeezed myself into the small car, grabbed under the dash, extracted the right wires from under the
