"Mr. Petrisor is shoved into his 1988 black Dacia 1301 TX before he could comprehend the situation. Elena holds the glistening barrel against Petrisor’s temple with steely force. He never expected his day would start like this. Nicolae took the passenger seat. Elena, the gun switching hands so she can maintain her lock on her captive’s head, swiftly enters the back seat just behind Petrisor. “Drive!” Elena screams. It is apparent who was in charge, Elena. The woman behind the man seems to have found her rightful place, leader. Mr. Petrisor hits the accelerator, sliding side to side, they drive north." - pg. 17
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