‘I can’t go on, Max. Foot hurts like hell. I can barely feel the pedals.’

Max, a.k.a. Cap Man, was not happy. He had hoped to do the whole trip in one go. He fidgeted a little, scratched his chin nervously. His partner was sweating like a pig and trembling. He needed his driver to collapse and crash into a tree like he needed a skin rash.

‘Fine. Let’s stop at the fork past the farm and I’ll drive.’

Erin smartened up. That could be the opportunity she was waiting for. She had managed to loosen the screw, but was afraid of opening the door in the middle of the road, and she was not scared enough to jump out of a moving car. While they swapped seats would be perfect.

They got out of the main road and stopped after passing a small group o...

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