"Qorviq, we've been watching you for a long time now."
He stared out the black tinted window, watching the scenery fly by. It was apparent that the vehicle was picking up speed.
"Oriviq, we know about Linda. We know about Arn. We know about the Kleen Stride PDRS deal."
What the fuck is going on...
"Yeah... hey, that is weird. By the way, don't you think you should slow down a little bit?"
He got no response from the Killer Whale behind the wheel.
Damn whale drivers. Murderous bastards.
The vehicle continued to pick up speed as they crossed an intersection and started the climb up and over an ice bridge. Suddenly, the two front doors and very back hatch flew open and his captors slid out and over the ice bridge into the water below.
Qorvic couldn't believe it. He knew he had to either follow suit or get up to the driver's seat and grab the wheel. The craziest part was that the Suburban continued to gain speed even with no one at the helm. That's when he looked down and saw the gas pedal had been weighted down with a cement block.
Ok... think Qorviq. THINK.
He suddenly looked up to see an ice shelf towering ahead. He had no time whatsoever to brace himself before the impact...
WHAT SHITSTORM LIE AHEAD FOR POOR QORVIQ NOW!? DID HE SURVIVE THE IMPACT!? DID THE CURTAIN AIRBAGS DEPLOY!? WAS