Agreeing that they should leave the area, he starts the car and they rumble
towards the exit.

She looks around his car, saying that the new Camaro really looks nice on the
inside too. Her Malibu is an ok commuter, but she really likes this retro
Muscle car.

He says 'Thanks, I really know how to write a check, don't I?'

Chuckling, they drive down a few blocks, but a speeding SUV is closing in
behind him before he can even get to the interstate.

'They hacked all of the building cams and traffic cams?' comes out of their
mouths at the same time.

Again she punches him in the arm, with a smile and a shrug.

He downshifts two gears and drops the hammer, makes a hard left at speed
turning onto the interstate, the SUV following, but slides off as it's own
weight and traction causes it to miss the turn.

Catching a glimpse of them backing up, he continues to increase speed, not
wanting them to catch up, weaving in and out of traffic, putting as much
distance in between them as he possibly can..........