Previously on Aisha.
The N.Y.P.D surrounds duke's apartment in attempt to take him in but he escapes with Aisha before his door is blown tho smithereens.

Chapter 16

One of the lower air vents drops open. A head pops out.  Aisha looks out the vent. Rolling her eyes left to right to survey the area. The parking lot was constructed under the apartment so the only source of light is from the installed lights.

She slowly crawls out. Surveying the area once more, she signals for Duke to follow. He slowly crawls out the vent, careful not to make a sound.
"You do realize this whole place is surrounded right?" He asks.
"I think I pretty much heard them mention it." She replies.

Quickly but carefully they make their way to a black Porsche. A few metres away from them are a few police personnel, surveying the area.
"We can't stay here." Aisha says.
"So what's your big plan? Genius?"
"Just shut up and follow ma lead."

She takes out a metal string from her hair and sticks it into the keyhole. With a sharp twist, the door unlocks. She grabs the knob and pulls it open. Keeping her head low, she signals Duke to get into the passenger seat through the driver's door.

She gets in and shuts the door quietly.
"I don't suppose you got a key for this." Duke asks.
"You're unbearably naive you know?" She asks rhetorically. She hot wires the vehicle and the engine sparks to life.

"You might wanna put on your seatbelt. It's about to get real rough."
She says. Holding the steering wheel firmly, she hits the acceleration and the black Porsche zooms off.

The cops seeing this, open fire on the speeding vehicle.  Ptink ptink  the bullets hit the vehicle as it approaches them.  With her head down, She quickly adjusts the gear, steps on the acceleration and the car doubles up speed, heading straight for the firing squad.

"Watch out! One cop yells as he pushes his colleagues outta the way. The Porsche makes it through with a whom,turning left towards the exit of the  parking lot.

The cops quickly get into their vehicles, in pursuit of the black Porsche. With their engine's running and sirens wailing, Five police cars exit the parking lot in pursuit of their target.

"This is unit one. We've engaged pursuit. Target is in a black Porsche. I repeat. Target is in a Porsche." One cop says over the walky talky.
"Copy that. Send me coordinates." A reply comes in, a few seconds after.
"Copy." He replies.

Aisha sits behind the wheel. The vehicle seems to be picking up speed by the minute. Screeching through traffic. A few metres behind them, the cops maintain pursuit.
"Five of them? I expected more." She says. " I guess this will have to do." She continues with a grin on her face.

She quickly looks over at Duke who looks as if he's going to die of a heart attack.
"You're okay?" She asks.
"Okay? Sure. Of course I'm okay. Everything thing is just great when I'm being haunted by my own people." He says sarcastically. " And it's all your fault." He continues.
"You're seriously doing this now?" She says. She looks back on the road and her heart skips a beat as she realizes they are fourty metres away from crushing into a minivan. She quickly turns the wheel to the right, escaping the minivan by just a metre. The minivan screeches to forced stop, causing several other vehicles to crash into it.
She quickly looks back at Duke who stays sunk in his seat with his eyes wide open and his face frozen in terror.

She looks into the side mirror and realises that the cops are gaining on them. She looks ahead and sees vehicles assembled in a long queue under a flyover. She can't wait around in traffic. She quickly spins the steering wheel to the left, causing the Porsche to get unto the pavement that connects with the flyover. Maintaining speed, the vehicle smashes tables and chairs of a nearby cafe, moving up to connect with the flyover as people scramble to get out of the way. Two of the cop cars follow as the remaining three take another route below the flyover.

Aisha turns the wheel right, getting the vehicle on the flyover. The vehicle speeds up as the two cop cars follow.
"Duke we gotta ditch these guys. Shoot em." She commands.
"You expect me to shoot the cops? I'm a cop remember?"
"Believe me. They are not gonna see you as one the moment they get their hands on you. Now would you stop being such a big baby, and shoot some God damned cops?" She screams with her eyes still fixed on the road.

Duke his hands all over his body in search of a gun.
"I left my gun."
"Just great. What kind of a cop leaves his gun?" She asks rhetorically.
"One that is wanted for accused theft."
Skplinsh!! The rear mirror smashes as a bullet from the cops, makes it's way through.
"Great. Now they're shooting at us." She says. "We really gotta loose them."
Just then, an oil tank emerges a few metres in front of them from the right, making its way unto the incoming traffic on their left.

"Bingo." She says underneath her breath with a smirk and quickly takes out her magnum in her left hand. She adjusts the gear once more and hits the acceleration once again, causing the vehicle to boost into an amazing speed. As the Porsche gets within ten metres of the oil tank, she spins the steering wheel sharply to the left, pulls the handbrake, hits the acceleration again, causing the Porsche to do a perfect drift right underneath the oil tank, between the front and rear tires of the oil vehicle unto the crossing road and with her gun in her left hand, fires a single shot at the tank, the same moment the two cop cars get close to the tank, causing it to go off in a huge KABOOOM!!.

The force from the blast, lifts the Porsche off it's tires, crushing it into a nearby gift shop in a spinning motion.
The vehicle lays upside down with two tires off their rims. One from the front and another from the rear. Duke and Aisha remain in the trashed vehicle, motionless.

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