Sirens echo across the noon day like funeral bells. I’m sprinting through the parking lot. Don’t look back, they might be coming from behind. Don’t let them see you. Focus on your car, it’s so close, it’s right there, it’s –“

Something else catches my eye. A car, not police, not security, pulling into the parking lot. A bright red Volkswagen. It screeches to a halt, and Mandy Collins jumps out. Of course. You can always count on broads to do the dumbest thing possible in dire times.

She screams something at me, but I don’t pay any attention. I yell for her to get the hell out of here, and I hurl open the door to my car, but then I notice something. A man, from across the highway, running at nearly superhuman speeds towards us. Towards Mandy. Drake. Who knows what he’ll do to her, in whatever state he’s in. And the sirens get steadily louder.

Stay and protect Mandy from Drake

Hightail it out of there and lay low from the authorities