The Bad Boy Has A Daughter. By Chimdi Jane Samuel. Chapter Twenty.
Noah’s point of view
This was the most dangerous race I had ever been in. Usually the finals we’re dangerous but this was worse. It felt like the guys here were prepared for it. Like they knew Drew would remove the rules.
But as usual I didn’t allow myself to be conquered. I had already eliminated two racers and I still had about three more excluding Ryder.
Ryder by now shouldn’t have gotten to the bridge, it takes about ten minutes from here to. I just had five more minutes before I could reach him. But I failed to do so. I had to eliminate more people to give Ryder a head start so Anna could jump out.
I didn’t want to admit it, but I was scared out of my mind. It felt like this was the finals, and I had to win. Not for myself, but for Casey and Anna.
Anna’s half naked body haunted me once more, the tears in her eyes, the horror and humiliation. I wouldn’t ever make her go through it again.
Then Casey, those green eyes that matched mine, and that innocent smile, I wasn’t going to allow it to be tarnished.
Not on my watch.
A yellow car came to view beside me and I recognized it as one of the best racers here. He hit my car again, and I slowed down a bit allowing him to move forward.
But instead he stopped and moved backwards hitting my car again. I swerved and turn to his right, meeting up with him.
I saw the sinister smile on his tattooed face as he brought out an RF.
An RF was a radio bean device that can disable the engine of any vehicle within 50m in just three seconds.
When shot at your moving car, it’s ‘bullet’ which is connected to the RF by a wire, releases an electromagnetic blast that immobilise all the car engines bringing the car to a stop.
And that shit was fucking annoying, when your car just stops in the middle of a race. No harm done.
Just one shot, and I would lose the race, lose my like, lose Casey and Anna.
I slowed allowing the yellow car to over take me, I couldn’t let that bullet touch my car. If not I was done for.
If I was going to eliminate the yellow car, I’d have to do it from behind.
Unfortunately the yellow car slowed down a little so it could be in the same level with mine, then I hit it, allowing the driver to loose his grip on the steering since, the RF was kinda heavy.
I couldn’t let him have a hold on the steering again, so I retreated before slamming my car into his. This time the RF dropped from his hand and I smiled a little. But my victory was short lived, when he took a hold of the steering again. Hitting my car with so much anger, my head connected with the headrest, giving me an instant headache.
Not allowing my self to be distracted, I looked ahead and saw an electric pole, if only I could move to his right and slam his car right into it.
I tried swerving to the other side, but the driver was having none of it as he slammed into mine again, this time my nose was next, hitting the headboard painful, I groaned in pain, slowed a bit and swerved behind him.
What most racers didn’t know that when your enemy was behind you, it was more dangerous than before you.
Couunting to three, I gave a sharp turn allowing the yellow car to move freely before crashing Into the pole.
One down. Two to go.
I continued the race and used one of my hand to wipe my face, blood stains everywhere and I hadn’t even reached Ryder yet. I passed a pink car which was up in flames.
It belonged to one of the female racers.
Totally ignoring it, I made my way forward. Until a brown car decided to shoot at me. It’s bullets had me bending so I wouldn’t be hit.
It didn’t stop and I shouted in annoyance, because if the bullets got to my engine I was done for. My car would blow in pieces.
And I really liked the car, so I slammed brake and moved behind him. The shooting suspended for a while and I slammed my car into his allowing it to jerk forward.
Thinking the driver would only care about detaching his car from mine. No instead he left the steering, allowing my car to push his forward and shot at me.
Instantly, my shoulder reacted and I let go of the steering, one of the bullets had touched me and I was bleeding almost immediately.
“Fuck! Fuck!” It hurt like bitch and I tried driving with my left hand. Which was almost next to impossible. Driving with one hard was hard enough but driving with your left hand was harder.
My car still connected to the brown one, I mustered all my strength and turned towards the edge of the bridge and slammed into it..
The brown car, distorted almost immediately and. I tried making a reverse disconnecting my car from him.
I stopped the car and tore off my shirt, folding it up and applying pressure to the wound.
“Ahh! Fuck! Oh God!” It stung, this was the first time I had received a bullet and the pain was excruciating.
My shoulder felt like it was going to fall off any moment and I couldn’t do anything about it. Either I stopped the race or I continued while bleeding profusely.
Stopping wasn’t even an option.
I checked my watch and I had one a minute left before Ryder made it off the bridge. I had to catch up on him very fast.
Unless once he’s out of the bridge I was done for. Now there were two cars ahead of me. Definitely the red one as I haven’t seen it. Ryder. Then me.
Only the first two made it to the finals and I was the third one behind. I had to drive.
For the sake of my daughter and Anna. Anna I wondered if she had gotten out of the car. I hoped she has because no doubt Drew had sent his men to search my house and bring Casey to him.
I stared my engine and tried moving the steering. But it was so difficult and it brought tears to my eyes.
How was I going to continue the race, with a splitting headache and a bleeding arm? I didn’t know.
All I knew was that I had to drive, I had to drive.
I picked up the engine and tried again, but this time, I hit the end of the bridge.
Hey guys, now we are seeing the race from Noah’s point of view, things aren’t easy here for him too. And we can only hope Anna has made it to Casey at least to get her to safety. And Noah has a bleeding right arm, let’s just hope he tried how best because only the top two makes it to the finals.