Red winched in pain, his grip on the car's steering wheel tightened as he felt his stomach sting. Worse came when the car suddenly broke down. s**t! Not now! Red is losing a lot of blood. He clutched his stomach tight as he groaned in pain. He heard a bang on the car's door.
"Get out!" Yvonne yelled. Red quickly locked the doors. He got hold of his gun with his weak hands. Yvonne kept banging and kicking the door.
"Unlock the door, goddammit!" Yvonne fired. She brushed her hands through her hair in frustration. She brought out her gun and began to hit the wind shield with it. Red's fear rose as the glass began to c***k. He tried to start the car but it wouldn't budge. Red's eyes was slowly closing. He tried to reach his phone but his stomach hurts so much that he couldn't move his arms
