Day 9

Lying among the debris, Amvi croaked 'That detonator belongs to the Diablos, a local hit men group in which every member has last name as Diablo!'. Chris said 'A family orgy eh? Anyway how can we get to their hideout?'. Amvi grinned 'I myself have used them to ruffle some stalkers, we can use the car in the garage'. Chris went inside the garage and saw a blood red mustang. He climbed into the driver's seat, searched for the keys and found them behind the dashboard. Once he turned the key, the car roared- pure american muscle sound. Amvi quickly got into the front, and got a gun hidden beneath the seat. She clicked the safety and said 'Go to the abandoned flight school downtown'. Chris pressed the clutch, shifted gear and raised the power, the car wheelied and surged through the empty streets. Chris drove it as if the car knew what his mind wanted it to do. He of course knew a camaro was following them from the start. An evil grin followed by maniacal acceleration- chase!