I see you, beautiful. You are mine and I want you to know that no matter what happens after this. I drive along the side of the car and I see the horror on her face as she realizes that I am right here. Good, I want her to be afraid of me. I want her to be terrified of what I can do. She seems to be screaming at the top of her lungs at this point, but I can’t hear her due to the wind, the window, and my helmet all being in place. I see you, baby. You are mine…
I continue to follow closely behind the car as we zip through traffic. I figured they would try to run from me. I actually knew they would. What threw me for a loop was when they slowed down to seventy and stayed in the right hand land… What the f**k is this? Why did they slow down? Huh? Maybe Olsen has accepted his fate. Maybe, ju
