Stolen [AllOurPrettySongs & DoughGuy]

Addison sighed, tapping the steering wheel rhythmically. "I don't know," She admitted. "He has eyes everywhere. It's impossible to truly run from him. We'd have to be practically invisible."
 
"If we get far enough away he'll run out of eyes." Justin muttered, an eyelid cracking open and glancing out a window at the city passing by. "We should probably get a new car though. One that doesn't belong to one of his men."
 
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