#Chapter 197 – Crash

Kent blinks his eyes twice, hard, shaking his head and trying to clear it – The world – fuck, it feels like the entire world just exploded – He looks around at the mess of bent metal and glass around him, realizing that the prison transport van is on its side – that he’s laying slumped against the broken window, on the side of the van which does not have the door – He groans, realizing that his head is aching, that there’s a wetness on his forehead. He reaches up to touch it, to assess the damage, but his wrists jerk when he tries to go too far – because, of course, he’s still chained up in here – One of the prisoners in the seats behind him groans in pain, the other is silent – Is he even alive? Kent turns to look, but suddenly two gunshots ring out in the air and he goes still, realizing that…this is something more than a car crash. Instantly alert, he looks around, trying to see whatever he can, to learn – There’s a scuffle somewhere – he can hear bodies hitting each other, s