The Spy Who Loved Me – Excerpt No. 14

“Enhance,” Jimmy said. 

On his main screen that position of the driver and passenger became the focus. The video was a bit blurry at first due to the distance and digital zoom. But as they approached he saw those distinctive white headphones. 

“What the actual fuck,” Jimmy said, all the while ignoring the hard-on that was developing between his legs. 

He forced the car to accelerate even as the car warned him that he might not get back to the city at current consumption rates. Despite this make and model being designed for speed, the minivan still caught up, and slowed only once the girl was nose and nose with him.

A sleek black near-future sports car and a white minivan race neck-and-neck at high speed on a remote highway at night, both cutting through thick rusty-orange fog with headlights glowing.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.



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