I was hanging on for my life as Marcus maneuvered the wheel to distance us from the vehicles that were chasing us. Marcus looked tense but still focused on driving. I touched the gun at the holster I was wearing under my jacket and felt relieved.
Whatever happened, I will not go down without a fight, and I will not let them have any of us. Marcus reached for a gun in the compartment and handed it to me. He didn't know I had a gun, so I accepted the gun he gave me.
" Can you aim, baby?" He asked.
" I am Arturo Rossi's daughter, remember? I grew up with a gun in my hand," I added before firing at the gun. I turned off the lock of the Colt M1911 pistol and opened the window to shoot the car behind us. I aimed for the tires and bullseye it blew up, which made the vehicle topple down, and th
