I don't know how my brother managed to get me involved in this but I knew that when I found him, I would knock him all the way to next week.

I was stuck in the backseat of a beautiful Camero grasping the black leather with my white knuckles, trying to survive the high speed chase that my designated bodyguard had gotten us into.

"This is actually happening! You are going to crash!" I screamed as he took a sharp turn, narrowly missing collision with a large haulage truck.

"You'll survive." Was all he said, his face devoid of emotion.