Prisoners of War - Chapter 16

I sighed sitting back down in the chair, the room beginning to fill. That was my first panic attack and I still hadn't completely gotten over it. I sipped on a water bottle Stacie gave me, as the talking of the others seemed to smother me. I could hear them as if they were screaming right next to me. I closed my eyes and rubbed my head, rubbing some of the water over my face. …

…your car and leave." He looked at me. "If you hear a siren, see a cop, you run. Or you're in jail got it?" Mike just nodded as Lance waved and left. Mike glanced at the bag for a few seconds paranoid and the phone rang. "Yea?" He sighed. "Yea I can do that, where are you? Yea, eighty-five...yea I know where it is." He looked at the clock on his stereo. "Ten minutes."