Bullets bombarded the windscreen and the bodywork of the Audi Six was driving.
They clanged and bounced off the car like it was bulletproof. The muzzle flashed. But Six ignored it and drove straight at the SUV. The gunman’s eyes widened in alarm, he ducked back in the SUV.
“Hang on,” Six uttered.
He accelerated. Then he heaved up the handbrake and hauled the steering wheel to the right. The car spun around. I clung on. As the SUV was about to hit us, the front of our Audi swung out of reach.
Then I was facing the opposite direction.
The car and the van had skidded to a halt behind us. It looked like they had just avoided crashing into each other. Then they turned around and set off after us.
We kept spinning until we faced the front again. The SUV screeched to a halt. It had just missed us.
Six accelerated and we sped away. My stomach lurched back into my spne. But for now, I was still alive.