❊ Drive By
gmxbaek Sangster knew that this was a problem that he could not solve alone, not with his limited knowledge. He also knew that the man beside him trained a displeased glare at him, expecting him to fix it. Placing the spanner down, Sangster turned to the man and once again tried to explain the situation to him. "Sir, I've already tried my best and this isn't like anything I've done-" The man's movement was too fast for Sangster to catch and he was held up against the car even before he could finish his sentence. "Listen, young man," he growled. "You offered to fix it, and you better do it right. There's somewhere I got to get to and you will help me get there. Clear?" The man's grip on his shirt tightened and Sangster managed to force out a nod, keeping the dismay from his expression even though he was roiling with it. There was no saying what power the man wielded, and there wasn't much of a fight Sangster could put up in that aspect either. Turning back to the hood of the car, Sangster bent over and pretended to be fiddling with something as his mind went on an overdrive. There was only one way out of this, and the way out was a situation that was out of his control. The best scenario was if somebody who knew what he didn't came along and helped him with the car, but... Sangster threw a desperate glance towards the sidewalk in an attempt to spot his saviour.











