No way, I can’t do this….can’t…...must..
I took one look back, to see more policemen running after me.
I made a sharp turn and headed towards a deserted beach. I sprinted off the boardwalk, and headed for a rock quarry that would usually take a long time to climb over to get to the beach.
Here goes…
I ran up to a rock, its peak about eight feet high.
Taking a deep breath, I ran faster up the sharp slant of the rock and jumped.
I sprung up into the air and felt the warm salty breeze on my face.
I heard a yell and a gunshot.
Shit!
I whipped around in mid air, and caught the bullet. Caught it. Then, with lightning speed, I whipped the bullet back into a rock, sending sparks and pieces of sharp rock and metal everywhere. I landed on the sand with a thump! and ran to an outcrop of old dilapidated beach houses.