Still screaming her head off Angela wondered if she would be able to see her family again. She opened her terrified eyeballs, red and double in size, and stared down blankly at her thigh, as tears kept dropping down uncomfortably. The beautiful moments with her brother and the twins flashed before her eyes. “Will I be able to see the twins again, Jace... could it be the last meal I had with you guys? Will today be the last time I will live on earth?” she cried till her eyes were blurry with tears and thighs soaked. Her life was perfect, great and of course peaceful until Antonio Montero came into the picture now she is kidnapped by some gang. As if her misery wasn't enough they are being chased by some badass assassin. “Why!” Angela yelled out in tears. “Shut the fuck up bitch what are you yelling for! Keep your slutty mouth shut!” The other man beside shouted at her, his voice filled with terror. Angela nodded in obedience and pressed her mouth shut. Suddenly she heard a screech of tires, and then another car slammed into the one she was in. The impact knocked her off her feet, and she hit her head hard against the cold body of the one that was shot. She cried silently, wondering if she would be the next to be shot. As they sped down the dark road, they could hear the sound of the assassin's car racing from behind. The man beside Angela took his pistol and shot at the back, many times till he was out of bullets. “Boss! We need to lose him, we have no bullets left!” he yelled, his voice trembling. The boss began to swerve back and forth, trying to shake off the car that was following them. He began cursing and yelling at the supposed assassin. “Who the hell are you?!” “What the fuck do you want, man!” The gunshots kept coming. “Boss he is getting closer.” The Boss's eyes went to the rear mirror. “Motherfucker!” he cursed seeing that he was almost caught up, and he was running out of fuel too. “Brats!” The unknown assassin cursed and suddenly swerved the car, hitting the side of their car this time very hard. Angela screamed loudly in chaos, her hands over her ears, as the hit sent the car she was in, spinning. “Who the hell is that?!” The Boss shouted again as he tried to regain control of the car. The unknown assassin drove alongside them, matching their speed. He shot at them again, this time shattering the fragile windows. Angela shouted more, her eyes closed tightly, her voice muffled by the glass. The gang leader felt his heart racing, and he could hear Angela's terrified whimpers in the backseat. “You bitch, …shut the fuck up!” he shouted, his voice shaking. “I’m going to kill you after this.” The other man beside her roared. He pushed the accelerator to the floor, and the car lurched forward, but the assassin kept pace, and it was clear that he wasn't going to give up easily. “Who the hell was that man, what does he want? Shit! Motherfucker!” The leader kept cursing while the second man kept calling Hulk's name but got no answer. Just then, another gunshot rang out, shattering the front window of their car. The driver was shot this time, the car swerved, and spun out of control, crashing through a forest. Angela's loud scream filled the car, the other man, kicked the door and jumped out of the car. Angela remained like a helpless mouse, until the car finally crashed against a tree. The car came to a stop. The assassin's car stopped as well. The third man was crawling to safety, his face bleeding. He reached a point, the assassin's feet blocked him. Slowly with his body trembling, he looked up and saw their attacker. “Mr.. Mo…monte…”. A gunshot was heard and the man dropped cold. Anthonio looked up at the car downhill and approached it. He got to the place and looked inside the car, the other man and the leader were lying inside the car, their bodies, cold and ugly. Angela was missing there. Blood was pooling on the grass around them, and Anthonio could smell the coppery scent of it in the air. He turned away, unable to bear the sight. When realization hit him, his heart skipped, it was sudden and a strange feeling. “Angela?” “Angela!” he yelled out, his hands shook, in response. Suddenly he heard someone crying, he turned and saw her crawling from the back of the wrecked car, her clothes torn and bloodied. She looked like a zombie. “Bitch”. Anthonio cursed and walked to her. “What were you thinking, running off like that? After signing a deal, you want to die and waste it! You haven’t done anything! You made me pay in advance for your death?” He grabbed her hair, ignoring the blood dripping down her face. Angela's eyes were half closed, she had no strength to reply or even recognize who was yelling at her. “I am talking to you!” Antonio yelled again, but her eyes eventually closed. “Bitch!” Anthonio cursed and ran his fingers over his dark curls. He picked her up in his arms and started walking back to the road. “She better live, fuck! She's driving me crazy, what's with my heart, it's beating so hard.”