<div style="text-align: justify;">Josephine was shaking like a leaf when the cabbie got out. She wanted to ask him not to, but her voice didn't come out of her throat. When the man in black shot the poor cab driver, Josephine felt like she was about to be sick. Her head was spinning, but she took a deep breath. She had to keep alert now. One moment of distraction could be fatal.<br/><br/>As Nazo moved to the front of the car, Josephine slipped to the side, so she could stay in the middle of the seat. That was exactly what saved her, as the shot would have hit her thigh had she been sitting in the same spot. As the car moved, Josephine didn't know where she should look - if to the traffic ahead or back where the other car was coming from.<br/><br/>Josephine had to start thinking when another shot rang out. "Oh, God!", she shrieked nervously, falling to the floor to keep safe. "Please, be careful!", the girl murmured for Nazo.</div>