Nadya's Nights: Road to Vengeance

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looked over at the wrecked car that had been chasing them.  She aimed the pistol at the vehicle and walked towards it, watching for any movement.
     
    She didn’t see any.
     
    Moving alongside the car, she aimed the gun through the driver side window and saw the two occupants both dead.  She slid the gun into her waistband and moved forward, pushing the top half of her body in through the window and scrounging for more weapons.
     
    She found a couple more pistols and some ammo for them.  She started back over to the Benz with the weapons, handing them in to Ulbrecht.  She was just getting back into the driver seat when a black van screeched up into the intersection in the direction they had been heading.
     
    Nadya looked over at it, her eyes widening slightly as the side door slid open and a group of thugs were revealed, all aiming weapons at the car.  Without thinking, she jammed her foot down onto the accelerator and twisted the wheel, turning the car away from the van and speeding back the way they’d come.  More shots dinged off the hard steel of the car.
     
    One good thing about old Benz’s , Nadya thought.  Built like fucking tanks.
     
    She caught movement up ahead and let out a choice curse word as she saw their other pursuer – the large werewolf – charging towards them down the middle of the road.
     
    Yanking the pistol from her waistband, she shoved her arm out the broken window and aimed ahead.  Her wounded shoulder complained about the rapid, sharp movements but she mentally told it to shut the fuck up and focused on keeping her aim more or less steady.
     
    She fired, not knowing if she was even hitting the monster.  Judging by his undeterred charge, she suspected not.  Behind them, the van raced after them.
     
    She gunned the car faster.
     
    Ulbrecht looked over at her with wide eyes.  “What are you doing?!”
     
    She ignored him, bringing the empty pistol back into the car and tossing it to him.  Then she concentrated on her driving.
     
    The werewolf was getting closer.
     
    Moments before impact, Nadya jerked the wheel hard and took the Benz into yet another impossibly tight turn, swinging it into a narrow alley that was almost too small for the car to fit down.  The left side smashed against the brick wall and the side mirror ripped off.  Sparks flew as the car scraped along the wall.  Some flew in through the broken window and she felt searing burns eat into the side of her neck.
     
    She tried to steer the car away from the wall but that only resulted in bashing into the wall on the other side.  The impact caused the wheel to jerk and in a moment the car was right back where it started, with the sparks shooting up against her.
     
    Looking in the rearview mirror gave Nadya a small joy to combat the burning pain in her neck.  The pincer move that her enemies had tried to use to trap her had backfired.  She saw the front of the black van totally smashed in.  The werewolf lay on the street in front of it, dazed.
     
    That will buy us a bit of time.
     
    Reaching the end of the alley, she turned the wheel and accelerated down the new street, hoping there weren’t any more surprises in store for them.  She jumped when Ulbrecht’s cell phone rang.
     
    “Fucking whore…” she muttered then reached over as Ulbrecht handed her the cell phone and answered it.  “Nadya.”
     
    It was Vladimir again.
     
    He gave her an address then hung up.
     
    She passed the phone back to Ulbrecht, repeating the address to him.
     
    “That’s clear across town,” he said.
     
    “Fucking brilliant,” she muttered, slamming her foot down and lurching the car forward at a faster rate.  “Just tell me how to get there.”
     

Chapter Ten: A Little Help
     
    Slamming on the breaks, Nadya brought the battered Benz to a screeching halt in front of the address Vladimir had sent them to.
     
    The area was desolate.  She was wondering if she’d heard the address correctly when she

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