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There’s A Moon Out Tonight – The Capris
Luckily, I’d ended up on top of him as we’d been tossed about in the crash. Face to face. Close enough to kiss. Except the shaft of my pen still sticking out of his face might’ve got in the way. His g*n was nowhere to be seen.
My feet were against one back window, and luckily again, I was wearing hard heeled boots. I kicked back against the window, once, twice, three times and the glass exploded outwards. I had to get out. The engine was still running, and I could smell petrol. Lots of petrol. It may have been safety glass, but as I squeezed through the gap I felt fabric and skin tear. I hit the tarmac, rolled, got up and ran to the pavement and into the shadows. There was no one about, but I could see curtains starting to twitch, so I ran up t
