"They only knocked him out Chasti! Stop fussing!" Evangel snapped at her little sister. She had pulled Chasti behind a pile of trash when those men had knocked that guy out, picked up a hooker and rove off. "We should still see if he's okay! I mean, we can't just leave him!" Chasti yelled, her desperation level rising with her temper. She grapped the side of her sister's motercyle and started the engine. "So are you coming?" she snapped. Evangel sighed. Little sis was getting ideas. Probably best to jus go with it. She go on in front of her sister. "Fine...but I drive." she told Chasti, rolling her eyes. There were worse things than a cross country drive to a body dump with potential murderers. Like clubbing. Which Evangel hated.<br/><br/>She roared off after the car, handing her helmet to her sister. "Beter the one with brain damage doesn't get even more damaged if I crash this hunk of tin." she yelled over the roar of the motor. She drove with the headlight off, and followed the car. No one cared about them anyways. No family, no home. Hopeless hobos who weren't worth shit. Great. So that meant if they died no one would even find their bodies. Evangel started when she realized how close she was to the car now, almost at the bumper of the thing. So much of tailing. More like rear-ending. The guy driving it must have at least guess her was being followed unless of course his head wasn't attached right or he really didn't pay attention to anything except stray hookers. When he started speeding up she realized it wasn't either of the two. He was smart, and awake, and probably pissed. The gunshot out the window gave her that last idea.