Escaping and being caught
1122 Words
Across the street from the cell was an ATM, and Emily Stone walked over to it, inserted her bank card, and the deposit balance appeared on the screen. She stared at the screen, gritted her teeth, decided to be ruthless, and withdrew two thousand dollars.
Taking the money, she hailed a cab, "Go to ......" and got in, suddenly realizing that she desperately wanted to get away, but had no clear place to go.
"Where to?" The cabbie urged impatiently.
Where to go ......Emily Stone froze, suddenly realizing that the world was so vast and she had no one to turn to.
"Are you going or not? Get out of the car if you're not going, I have to catch my next business trip." The driver raised an eyebrow and glared at her in disgust, muttering in his heart how he got into such trouble today.
"...... Sorry, I haven't figured out where to go yet." Emily Stone whispered. In the face of the driver's impatience, she did not resist and even apologized somewhat humbly, looking extraordinarily weak.
As the old saying goes, "A horse is good to ride, and a man is good to bully. When the taxi driver saw her cowardly appearance, he became even more arrogant, and all the fire in his heart was transferred to her.
Then the driver cursed her angrily, "You didn't even think about where you were going before you stopped my car! What did your parents teach you? You don't even have basic morals! Get out of the car, get out of the car right now, don't stop me from making money! It's really unlucky that I ran into an unlucky woman like you today!"
Emily Stone was scolded to the point of blushing, and her heart fluttered a little, but three years of prison life had long since worn away the edges of her temper. She lowered her head and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, I'll get out now." Actually, she just wanted to buy another minute or two to figure out where she was going.
Unexpectedly, the driver paid no attention to her.
The driver froze for a moment. In more than ten years of driving, he had never seen such a meek "softie. When he saw that Emily Stone was slowing down, he suddenly reached out and pointed his hand at her. ......
"Ah! Don't hit me!"
The driver froze, looking at the passenger seat of the panicked woman, he did not seem to see cursing: "You crazy, I just open the door! Too bad, I really hit a crazy woman today."
The driver said as he reached for the door, "Get out of here, what bad luck to run into an unlucky guy like you.
Emily Stone moved lazily to get out of the car, and the driver began to scold her again, "Hurry up, don't dawdle like a cripple.
Emily Stone was shocked in her heart and raised her head to say seriously, "I'm just moving slowly, I'm not a cripple.
The driver froze for a moment, then sneered, "You're nuts!" He began to push again, "Hurry up and go, today is really bad luck. You can lose so much just by touching a little card in the morning!"
Emily Stone was powerless to reply, her heart filled with heaviness. She lowered her head and prepared to leave, but was suddenly pulled by the driver's wrist.
"Hey, get the money." The driver grabbed her wrist with one hand and reached over with the other.
Emily Stone looked confused, "Take what?"
"The money."
"But master, I didn't take your car ......" she was a little confused.
The driver rolled his eyes, "I drove this car, you have to pay, how is that unreasonable? Today so unlucky, thanks to me not doing business, you also occupied my car."
"......"
Emily Stone's face changed, anger welled up in her heart, but there was no way to resist. She had once been James Stone's big lady, and the pride and dignity that once belonged to her had long since been worn away by three years of prison life.
Suddenly, Emily Stone looked up and saw four black Audi A6 cars not far away with license plates numbered "1" through "4". She blinked and saw Damien Blackwood's right-hand man in the driver's seat of one of the cars.
In an instant, her face turned pale, and endless panic filled her mind.
"Hey, pay up!" The driver urged.
Emily Stone panicked and pulled a couple of red tickets out of her coat pocket, hastily handed them to the driver and pleaded, "Please, Master, drive, quickly!"
"What are you doing? What's going on?" The driver was puzzled to see Emily Stone so flustered, but a hint of greed appeared at the corner of his mouth as he looked at the bills she was handing over.
Emily Stone's hands kept shaking as she took out all the money, while she said urgently, "Master, I'll give it to you, hurry up and drive, please, hurry up!"
She looked at the slowly approaching convoy behind her, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness. She desperately urged the driver, "Hurry! Drive quickly! I still have money, I still have it! It's in the bank card, I'll give it to you when I'm safe!"
The taxi driver looked at Emily Stone and seemed to dismiss her as crazy, but when his eyes fell on the bills in her hand, he took the money.
"Sit tight." The driver grabbed the money and started the engine.
The car pulled away slowly, and Emily Stone breathed a small sigh of relief.
However, there was a sudden "Z~" sound of brakes from outside the car, followed by the driver cursing, "Damn, things are not going well today. Hey, are these people looking for you? Did you steal or rob something and are being chased?"
The driver suddenly stopped and looked at the ghastly white face of Emily Stone in the passenger seat with some trepidation.
Emily Stone curled up into a ball, shivering, her eyes staring dead ahead as if she saw the shadow of death.
The windows of the car were suddenly shut tight and her nerves became hypersensitive, as if this was the only way to escape those who were chasing her.
"Stupid or not ......," the driver sneered, ready to say a few more words, when suddenly there was a knock on the car door.
"Ms. Emily Stone, please step out of the car."
Emily Stone's face was as pale as paper, and her body involuntarily shrank, trying to hide completely inside the car.
Her heart was racing and her eyes were filled with fear, but she still pretended not to hear it.
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