The Chase                                              Alex clement                                   

It was a windy day when the man crossed the road and went to the bus station. As a local bystander approached him to ask him a question, he jumped on the bus without paying for his ticket the police were after him but the driver had no idea. The chase was a high speed tempo 80 to 90 mile per hour. The wind was gashing through walls breaking barriers, as the dirt crumples under the cars Bill the runner’s wheels come off the force sent him flying 30 yards away he is making a run for it when the cops car’s wheels come off, but Bill is nowhere in sight. Then the cop calls for help because he is in the middle of Sonoran desert in eastern Arizona. When Bill was running he ran into a sign and fell and hit his head hard.

“Where am I?”

“You’re in the Sonoran desert”

“Who are you?”

“I’m Jerry I’m the CEO of BP” at least for now I am”

As I approached the road he questioned me where are you heading in a low voice. Bill, Bill nowhere to be found bill booked it down the street and his near the border of the Sonoran desert. I’m in the mood for Mexican, as Bill walks into Chili my Taco he sees the police in there he can’t risk being caught. So looks like I’m not having Mexican today as he has to stop a McDonalds for a quick burger. Tragic Bill I am running from the cops in the middle of a desert thirsty out of money and now heading back to the bus station I wonder if they will be convinced.