Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he ran. His legs pumped hard and fast, carrying him onward, his assisted by the pure determination his mind and spirit held for the safety of his sister. The cars flying down the busy one-way street looked, to him, to be moving at idle speeds. His timing was perfect as he ran between two cars in the first lane, leapt over the hood of one in the second, and successfully rolled through the third. Onlookers in the park he traveled through were dumbfounded as the man streaked by, dodging runners, cyclists and children at play.
When he reached the garage, he burst through the door to find Ed, the district manager holding a set of keys. "We got the call from Mr. Davison, sir. We've reserved the best car in this garage for you." Sabrina had to have told Max that Marcus was in a hurry, and by the looks of the cheesy grin on Ed's face, somebody was pushing for a promotion, but Marcus could sense the restrained curiosity so poorly hidden behind those bleached white teeth.
Marcus took the keys in haste. "Executive car with uplink?"
"Absolutly, sir! Only the best for you." Ed didn't hesitate one instant. At least he was efficient.
"Where is it?"
"Just around the side of the building, sir. Is there anything el..." Marcus was gone before he could finish his brown-nosing. He found the car easily, and clicked on the viewscreen as he attached his phone to the panel. He called his secretary back as he started to drive. Her aged features appeared on the screen in a flash.
"Oh, sir! I was expecting just a voice..."
"The coupe, Sabrina. Where is it?"
She looked just a bit offended. Marcus made a note to give make it up to her later. "GPS wasn't able to locate it, so it's probably being taken through the tunnels. Roadside sensor towers are searching now but it's taking a bit more time to figure out exactly where it's going since it's still moving.
"I don't need to know the exact spot. What road and direction?"
"I-30, East."
If she's on I-30 and already underground... Marcus quickly estimated how fast she had to be going. This was going to be harder than he thought. He looked back to the screen. "And the security team?"
"They'll be at the diner within ten minutes, sir."
"Thank you, Sabrina. Take the day off tomorrow."
The elderly secretary giggled a bit. "What? And give myself twice the work tomorrow? No thank you."
Marcus shook his head and hung up the phone. He cranked the wheel hard to the right as he reached the onramp, and stomped on the accelerator. He wasn't sure if he could catch her, but at least he wouldn't be TOO far behind.
When he reached the garage, he burst through the door to find Ed, the district manager holding a set of keys. "We got the call from Mr. Davison, sir. We've reserved the best car in this garage for you." Sabrina had to have told Max that Marcus was in a hurry, and by the looks of the cheesy grin on Ed's face, somebody was pushing for a promotion, but Marcus could sense the restrained curiosity so poorly hidden behind those bleached white teeth.
Marcus took the keys in haste. "Executive car with uplink?"
"Absolutly, sir! Only the best for you." Ed didn't hesitate one instant. At least he was efficient.
"Where is it?"
"Just around the side of the building, sir. Is there anything el..." Marcus was gone before he could finish his brown-nosing. He found the car easily, and clicked on the viewscreen as he attached his phone to the panel. He called his secretary back as he started to drive. Her aged features appeared on the screen in a flash.
"Oh, sir! I was expecting just a voice..."
"The coupe, Sabrina. Where is it?"
She looked just a bit offended. Marcus made a note to give make it up to her later. "GPS wasn't able to locate it, so it's probably being taken through the tunnels. Roadside sensor towers are searching now but it's taking a bit more time to figure out exactly where it's going since it's still moving.
"I don't need to know the exact spot. What road and direction?"
"I-30, East."
If she's on I-30 and already underground... Marcus quickly estimated how fast she had to be going. This was going to be harder than he thought. He looked back to the screen. "And the security team?"
"They'll be at the diner within ten minutes, sir."
"Thank you, Sabrina. Take the day off tomorrow."
The elderly secretary giggled a bit. "What? And give myself twice the work tomorrow? No thank you."
Marcus shook his head and hung up the phone. He cranked the wheel hard to the right as he reached the onramp, and stomped on the accelerator. He wasn't sure if he could catch her, but at least he wouldn't be TOO far behind.