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Both Gregory and Erick exchanged wayward glances. What was going on? They didn’t have too long to think about it as two officers were walking down the alley.

“Hold it right there!” One officer barked.

Instinctively Erick had kicked his bike into gear and raced down the alleyway and onto the street, narrowly avoiding the front bumper of a police car that was waiting to intercept them. Gregory followed distantly behind. His bike wasn’t made to hold the weight of two people and he struggled to keep up with Erick, who was in much better physical condition than he was. At this time he knew that he definitely needed to stop smoking. The police car was closing in on them. Gregory was huffing and puffing, his legs felt like they were on fire and his chest felt like it was about to burst.

“Shit.” Erick grunted. Gregory and Becky would both be caught if he didn’t do something fast. Erick skidded to a halt and found a brick lying on the pavement. Cradling it in his right hand Erick turned around and started to ride towards the oncoming police car. Erick adjusted his shoulder upwards and prepared to time it perfectly.

“What are you doing?!” Gregory shouted as Erick zoomed past towards the cop.

“Meet me on the trail behind the motel near the underpass.” Erick shouted back. The brick left his hand and hit the police dead center through the windshield. The car grinder to a halt allowing for Gregory and Becky to make their getaway. Erick turned on another street and disappeared.