girl, put that record on

Johnny could tell that short length of silence meant she was wondering how in the fuck they were supposed to switch places in the middle of a car chase. There were ways, but he didn't think he had time to try and explain and then execute it. Luckily for him, Marie wasn't bloody daft and didn't question his antics for very long.

'Listen, I need you to know this is insane.'

"Not the first time I've heard that, sweetheart," he murmured in half-amusement, still trying to keep them from crashing into anything as eyes watched their mirrors for any sign of trouble. They still had a short lead, so that helped, but it wouldn't last very long.

They were on a stretch of highway, fortunately not too crowded with cars, but they would have to pull this off quickly. She was asking him to lean the seat back, and he was doing it immediately when he was greeted with her nice pair of yabbos. Of course, he wasn't going to comment on it nor grin like an idiot because right now was certainly not the time. Even still, there was a single beat where he did open his mouth to speak before proceeding to crawl towards the back of the car, "It's really surprisingly spacious in here." He didn't know what he meant by that. It could have literally just been a comment about the utilitarian aspect of the vehicle.

Marie was mentioning the sedan and a shotgun, so he was quick to get up and check his weapon. "Please don't side-swipe anything," he told her casually before he was, literally, pulling himself out of the window. It was just as the other car swerved around in front of the truck, driving alongside them now, and the passenger nearly had the barrel of a gun shoved in his face as he pulled the trigger. Shifting, he turned his attention behind them to try and pinpoint anymore trouble.

If he were to be honest (and he likely wouldn't be because that would probably make her more frantic), he was more concerned about the cops than these agents. Not that the police were in any way more deadly, but he wasn't exactly who he claimed to be...and she didn't know that yet. Johnny wasn't even sure how he was going to explain any of this shit to her. For a second, he thought to just let the truth slip out now amongst the chaos, but he couldn't be sure if she would purposely crush him against the semi or not for it.

Fortunately, although he could hear sirens in the distance, he didn't catch sight of any patrol cars yet...but, all they had to do was follow the trail of blood and debris.

"Woo!" He actually cheered when the vehicle swerved into the median, and a stupid smile graced his face. There was too much "Johnny" coming out in this moment right now instead of the agent, but it wouldn't be a surprise if this was some weird coping mechanism for him. Inside, he was freaking out. He was pissing off an agency that you really shouldn't be pissing off. But if Gamble could do it and survive, then fuck it, so could he.

Right?

Too concerned with who's ego was bigger, he almost missed Marie's words. "Fuckfuckfuck...!" The SUV was right there, they had a clear shot of him because he was just dangling out the window like a fish on a hook. Shifting to try and get a better angle, he growled in clear frustration before he was calling out to her, "Get to the right...on that off ramp now!" It was very last minute, but it would put distance between the cars and eventually give him a clearer shot.

A bullet embedded itself into the door, a little too close for comfort before Johnny aimed with his left arm and popped off a couple of shots. Something happened, something hit because the SUV was soon lost in the sea of cars as he and Marie were getting off the highway.

"Keep going, just keep driving," he told her over the wind. After making sure there was no more trouble, he pulled himself back into the car and fished for his cell. He'd have to briefly unjam the tracker's signal, so that meant...ACIS could locate him again. He was going to have to make this quick.

Rushing through his contacts, he found his old friend's number and pressed to dial. "C'mon...pick up, pick up..." he murmured as it began to ring.