“Drive!” I yell, my voice hoarse from screaming. The Jeep jerks forward, colliding me with a rough burlap sack, full of sharp objects. I grunt, grabbing the sack and clutching it tightly.
Eric looks back at me, his eyes wide with worry. “They’re gaining on us!” He screams, pushing down on the accelerator harshly. Another normal Tuesday, robbing from one of the most highly secure banks and almost ...
