I scan the road, looking for some sort of way for us to escape. Maybe another hidden road or something.
Zean sighed, taking off his seatbelt. My hand flies to his arm, stopping him from opening his car door. "What are you doing?"
"It's done, Vie. There's no way out. It'll be easier if we get out of the car instead of them forcing us out."
I shake my head. "You can't give up that easily."
My eyes scan back to the road. The tall grass blades were replaced with pine trees. I look to the line of cop cars at the front, then to the two cop cars behind us. It was easier to take the two cars on the back. May God bless Zean's Copo.
"Zean, switch with me."
He stares at me, not registered what I had just said. "What?"
"Switch with me," I repeat.
His eyes narrow at me. "Vie, this is a stick."
