His eyes roll back in his head and his lips stop moving.
“Donny, no,” I say, shaking him but I can’t wake him up.
His lips then turn blue.
39
Evie
Igrip onto the handle of the door to brace myself as Peter drives like a madman on crack.
Georgiou chases after us on his motorcycle looking like a vengeful god ready to exact vengeance.
I can’t believe I’m having such a full blown déjà vu moment. This however is worse than earlier. If the car crashes it’s not going to be like before because I’m going much faster.
Tony never got the chance to really speed up and get away before he was shot.
Georgiou rides faster and harder, managing to get close enough to shoot the side of the car. I can see he’s trying to be careful because I’m in here, but I don’t know if that’s going to be a possibility.
I’m in a speeding car with a psycho who just shot my father and Georgiou is on a motorcycle.
We’re all going too fast.
To make matters worse the river is on both sides of the road. There is no barrier for the car to crash into, just the water.
I glance back at Georgiou as he seems to go faster. He does and there’s a solemn look on his face when he steals a glance at me.
There’s only one way this can go and it’s the same way it went before.
The only difference is the location and the man driving the car.
When Georgiou holds up his gun again, I know what’s coming.
“Hold on Evie,” he shouts and in the same breath he shoots Peter in his head.
That completes the repetition of disaster that struck me earlier.
Blood splatters from Peter’s head and he falls against the steering wheel. I scream as the car swerves and speeds right over the side of the road and down into the river.
I scream as I go down, feeling my stomach fly into my throat then tumble.
When the car hits the water it goes down fast and feels like it’s being dragged under with me inside.
That feels like it goes on forever. When it eventually stops, the inside of the car fills up within two minutes.
I’d tried my best to keep my head above the water but I didn’t stand a chance.
Now the last bit of oxygen is leaving me and I have no choice but to open my mouth.
I bang on the windows as my lungs fill with water. I’m fighting although I know this is the end.
I bang hard and suddenly a rock smashes against the window.
Hope fills me when I see Georgiou on the other side.
The life, however, is leaving me.
I just manage to see him smash the window again and this time the glass cracks.