Chapter 2- Car Madness

"You what?" Logan said-mouth wide open.

"I am an undercover CIA agent." Greg repeated.

"You fooled me there. No, seriously this is no time for-"

"Do you believe this?" Greg held up a bagde.

"Anyone could have one of these!" Logan said, examining the badge.

"Oh. So everyone could have one of these?"Greg pulled out a gun.

"Your name and everything!" Logan snatched the gun. "Hey, what is this?

"No! Don't pull that-!" Greg said as the gun fired twice. He stumbled to the floor, and threw Logan down to.

"Dude! You hit me there!" Logan said, face completely red. He rolled over onto his side and curled up in a ball.

"Get up! It was your fault. Your the one who pulled the trigger!" Greg said and helped Logan up. The elevator doors opened and Greg stormed out. Logan walked with a hunch trying to keep up.

"Quit walking so fast!" Logan panted.

"Yeah! Quit walking so fast so that we can get shot or killed!" Greg yelled sarcastically.

"Where are we going?"Logan said.

"A hotel. You need to be safe."Greg picked up the pace.

"Look, I don't know who you think you are to think that you need to protect me. I am old enough to protect myself."Logan said.

"Coming from the boy who accidentally pulled the trigger." Greg whistled for a cab. "Look, you are not getting out of my sight until Davink is dead."

"Davink?"Logan asked as a cab pulled up and they got in.

"He is a highly trained, but retired, CIA agent. He has been trying to kill all of my clients for the past 6 years. I only lost once. But I will not lose again!" Greg punched through the window of the cab. The cab driver stared at him. "Here. Get yourself something nice, and maybe replace the window."Greg handed him 1,000. The cab pulled up to a gas station.

"I got to stop to get gas. Stay right here."The cab driver got out and swiped his card to get gas.

"Dude, relax!" Logan said as Greg's leg flew up and down.

"Duck!"Greg shouted. Two bullets came through the window, and shattered the glass. Another one came and hit the cab driver. He fell to the ground.

"Stay down!" Greg shouted and jumped in the front seat of the car. He pulled gear and sped off. Gun shots still came. Were they in a car to? Logan thought.

"What if they are in a car to? They could follow us!"Logan screamed like a girl when another gun shot came through the windshield.

"Don't get shot!" Logan shouted.

"Yeah! I will try not to."Greg shouted sarcastically. A car that was completely black pulled up next to us. It was tinted so Logan could not see inside. Up ahead was a construction site with a huge pile of dirt.

"Get them to run into that huge pile of dirt!" Logan shouted.

" I know!" Greg said-agitated. He sped up toward the construction, and made a swift turn to the right. The other guys ran right into it, and damaged the front of the car. The dirt fell onto the car, and they were trapped. Greg stopped in front of a hotel.

"Come on! we have to get inside-Dude! Are you shaking?"Greg asked.