We got about a hundred metres down the road, when Taylor got one of the biggest shocks, he'd ever had before. Fabian had snuck up on him, and frightened the hell out of him, and me. "So, ah, where you guys goin'?" he asked. "Don't know yet," Taylor replied. "Where's Jacky and Rachel?" I asked. "Well, ah, they went to Jacky's house," Fabian began. "And...?" I asked. "The police were there," Fabian explained. "Oh no," I moaned. "What happened?" Taylor asked. "They said they were going to take us down the station for something. When I heard that, I knew something was up, so I ran off," Fabian told the story. Just then, the police car passed us, and we hid behind a hedge in someone's garden. It stopped for a second in front of us, and in a split second, we thought they'd seen us. But then they drove off, faster than before. "They're definately in trouble," Fabian said. "When did Greg tell u about the police?" I asked Taylor. "When we were in the back of the truck," he replied. "So that was your 'talk'," Fabian said. "Part of it," Taylor replied. "And?" I asked, as we started walking down the street again. But then we froze. We had come to a corner, and a police car had just come speeding around it!
As soon as it saw us, it screeched to a halt. Some men jumped out straight away. There was only one way to run, and that was behind us onto the primary school oval. So we ran towards the school. Then we heard a series of bangs, and remembered that policemen normally carry guns. We ran into the school, still hearing the guns going off. We heard windows smashing, and poles denting, as we ran through the under-cover area, towards the other side of the school. The police were behind us the whole time, stopping every now and then to aim and fire their guns. We made it to the other side of the school, and ran down the street. The police were catching up, quickly. Surprisingly though, we made it to the shops, which were about four or five blocks away. We went in through the fire exit, and into the main shop. We went straight to the back, Fabian bumping into someone on the way. The police came in the door as we went out the back to where the shop recieved its deliveries. When we were in, we closed the door tight.
"Now what?" Fabian panted. "Any ideas?" I panted. Then a message came over the loud speakers: "Please evacuate the building at once..." We looked through the door, and saw everyone leaving the shop together n a crowd, and one of the policemen in the seafood section. Suddenly, Taylor darted out of the door, and ran for the crowd! The policeman saw, and fired a couple of shots. But Taylor had made a smart move, mixing in with the crowd, knowing that he wouldn't endanger the other customers by firing. But now, Fabian and I were stranded in the shop. Luckily, the policemen were focused on Taylor at the moment, but we didn't risk it. Neither of us wanted to get killed. The shop slowly emptied, leaving us in there alone. Slowly, we began to move out of the room we were in. BANG! One policeman had stayed behind to find us, and obviously had. And he still had his gun too! Quickly, we rushed back to the delivery room, and closed and bolted the door shut tightly.
"Great," Fabian said. "Well you're the one he wants to shoot," I said. "How do you know?" he asked. "I'm too important to Greg, like Taylor, Zac and Amy," I explained. "Why?" Fabian asked. "Remember, he tried to kill us six months ago?" I reminded him. "How do you this guy isn't going to do the job for him?" Fabian asked. "Because I know Greg, and he'll want to do it himself," I explained. Then we were quiet, because the policeman was at the door. We backed off, and Fabian bumped into a big switch near the roll-up door, where they recieved their deliveries from trucks. The door began to open. Then we heard the policeman trying to break the door down. We rushed to the roller door, and crawled under it, out into the driveway. Then we ran into the carpark, rounded a corner, and bumped straight into Taylor! "Quick!" he rushed us to the other side of the carpark, and down the street into another primary school. Then we went down another street on the other side of it. We got halfway down the street, then stopped to catch our breath. "They're not coming," Fabian said. We looked back down the street. It was deserted, as it was still very dark. Then we started to walk back towards the shops again. "They probably won't expect us to go back there," Taylor said. "Are you sure?" Fabian asked. "No," Taylor replied.
We soon came to the end of the street. There was no sign of the policemen, or their cars. Then we ran over to the rear end of the shops, where Fabian and I had gotten out. "Hey Fabian! Whatcha' doin' man?" we heard a call from behind us. It was Zaoltan, another friend from school. He made his way over to us. "Just what we need," I murmured. "So?" he asked. "Nothing," I replied. "Then why are you out here in the middle of the night then?" he asked. We didn't have an answer. "Well?" he asked. We were getting desperate for a lie, but we couldn't think of one. "Who's he?" Taylor asked Fabian. "From school," he replied, aloud. "Huh?" Zoltan asked. No one said anything. "Well, if you're not going to tell me..." Zoltan began. "Well, we're just going for a walk," I hurriedly lied. "OK... why did it take so long to explain?" Zoltan asked. "No reason," I said quickly. "Who's he?" Zoltan asked, pointing at Taylor. We looked at each other, trying to think of a lie, it didn't work. "Come on guys," zoltan moaned, desperately, "you're not making it very easy for me. Do I have to guess?" Taylor suddenly stepped forward. "My name's Taylor," he said. "Finally," Zoltan said. "Come on, we've got to get going," I urged. "Can I come?" Zoltan asked. We hesitated and looked at him as if he was crazy, but we couldn't think of anything to say. "I suppose if we say 'no', you'll follow us anyway," Fabian said. "Yep," Zoltan replied. We made our way back toward Mike's house. We got there about twenty minutes later. There was trouble already. |
