CLARK POV
"Hello, did you see her?" I asked Tofer from the other line.
We're now traveling from New York to New Jersey with Peter in my car and two more Vans for my members following me. I had already called my dad's cop friend and told him the exact address where we were going. And if you're wondering if he knows about the illegal underground race... Nah... He doesn't know about it, but he has always caught me before and my uncle will always be the one to get me out of jail.
"Not yet, but I have already killed 5 of his men and they haven't noticed me, yet" he whispered.
"Good, stay where you are. 5 minutes and we're there" I said and hung up the phone.
I gripped the steering wheel tighter as I sped off the street. I may look so calm on the outside..but..deep inside of me I’m breaking
