You chuckled into your phone. “Relax, Spence. I’m on my way there.” You could hear his smile. “I know. I just can’t wait to see you.” “It has been while since you’ve started this case.” “This is the only free time I’ve been able to grab.” You smirked. “I know. I’m just down the street-oh!”
Your phone dropped to the concrete as you were yanked off your feet. You started to kick and scream in the middle of the day. You scratched desperately at your attacker as they pulled you to a van. You craned your neck to look at it.
You bit at your attacker’s hand. He groaned as you were momentarily freed. You shot toward your phone. Unfortunately, your attacker grabbed you by the waist before you could grab it.
“Spencer!” you screamed, “Red van! No decal! Copper rims!” Panicked, your boyfriend tried calling to you, “Y/N? Y/N, answer me! Y/N!”
Tires screeching was his only reply. Immediately, the young agent shot from his desk, catching the attention of his co-workers. Derek raised a concerned brow.
Finished just in time, 12 flag crochet bunting as a surprise for my neighbor for her birthday tomorrow. She’d chatted to me a few months ago as she was looking for some retro knitted or crochet bunting to match her VW Camper Van. The base is cream, and the van has accent stripe decals in green silver and brown.