Privet Life III

The brother and sister snuck round to the side of the house right next to the front drive, where the car was, now blocked in the drive they had no way of getting away quick enough. They stood there for a moment until they heard footsteps coming up behind them. Luke grabbed his sister’s thinned wrist and ran towards the car at the end of the drive. The door had been left open and carelessly they had left the keys in the ignition. They jumped in just as shots flew passed them and ricocheted off the car. Marianna screamed and ducked down as her brother reversed the car and shot off down the street a few minuets later they heard gunshots again and the back window shattered.

“Crap!” Marianna screamed, “Luke sharp right!”

The car went flying round a corner, Marianna was flung around the car, she gripped the dashboard as much as she could.

“Who are these people?” He asked desperately trying to get away

“My Job” she replied, “We have to get out of here.”

“Mum is in the next town over we can ditch the car get a bus there.”

Marianna shook her head, “We have to get a train,”

“Right,” he took another sharp turn to the left this time and sped off towards the bus stop, “If we loose the car near the bus then head for the train station it might throw them for a while.”

Marianna nodded and looked behind her, there was no car there but she knew it wouldn’t take long for them to catch up.

Her and her brother were now running through back streets and back gardens keeping away from main roads. There was no telling where these people could be. They refrained from speaking unless it was absolutely necessary and it seemed to never be important. They stood at the edge of a back street across from the train station and made a run for it. They rocketed through the doors and onto the train. Now was the time to talk, Luke turned to his sister.

“What’s going on Marianna?” He demanded

She sighed, “I’ve never really been honest about my work,” she said looking guilty, “There not the mob or anything,” she added quickly

“Then what cause it sure as hell looked like they were.”

“See this guy is just an evil bastard. He isn’t a mob member or anything he’s just a sick son of a bitch.”

“What is your job exactly?” Luke asked his sister who was obviously trying to avoid the subject

“I’m a cop, well an undercover agent actually. No one is meant to know about my job. No One.” She explained, looking serious for the first time in a long time, “I was working for him, undercover, I was meant to find out, well I can’t actually tell you that but before I could finish my job I was found out, there was a leak in my department and someone had told him all about me.” She explained, “I had to lock myself up in my flat seen as how they had no idea where that was. Turns out, there was no leak. I had been set up. I went off the edge and well that led to everything up to today.” She finished

Luke was slightly shocked, he wasn’t sure what he had been expecting but it wasn’t this. He didn’t picture his little sister, the youngest of four and the only girl, to have been some kind of secret agent.

“Really?” he asked still slightly disbelieving of his sisters story.

“Yes Luke, what you think I randomly get involved with wanna be gangsters?” she asked slightly annoyed at her brothers disbelief

“Sorry, its just you know, not something you hear everyday.”

“I understand but you need to trust me ok, we won’t be able to stay at mum’s forever though. I will have to call the head of he company I work, well worked for. He was the one that warned me and got me out of the mission safely.”

Luke was silent now; he wasn’t in control of this situation anymore. His rather unreliable slightly narcissistic younger sister was. He smiled to himself though, it actually suited her, the pressure and the action. Luke on the other hand wasn’t coping all to well; he was a historian not an action figure.