"There they are!"
"Stop them! Don't let him escape!"
A group of zombies rushed up the overturned building, sprinting at full speed while firing potshots at the fleeing pair.
Nikita's bike rumbled beneath them before rocketing toward the narrow pathway, its tyres screeching as she swerved around broken pillars and chunks of debris littering the surface of the collapsed high-rise.
"Woo!"
Her exhilarated cry crackled through the speakers.
She pushed her hips back slightly before leaning forward, twisting the throttle harder.
The bike shot ahead.
Nikolai wrapped his left arm around her waist while gripping a Desert Eagle in his right hand. The instant they accelerated, his heart kicked violently in his chest. Bullets whistled past them, slamming into stone and spraying fragments into the air.
'This date is amazing.'
A grin spread across his face without him even realising it.
There was no fear of death.
