Gray nodded, he began to drive to HQ. The teen sat in the back seat, keeping quiet out of fear. Gray smiled at Andorra. They made pretty good cops.
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard. A bullet pierced the windscreen, causing Gray to swerve. The car crashed into a tree and the airbags inflated.
Gray groaned. His arm hurt and his forehead was bleeding slightly, but he was alright. He glanced over at Andorra. "Hey, Andorra, are you okay? Andorra?"
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Lucas shrugged, grinning. "Let's report back to HQ, we can get a squad ready for when the move the weapons." He stood up and began walking back to his little car.