Here is a part of my other book I'm working on.
Matt pulled into the ally and stopped the car. Conner jumped out of the passenger seat, ran about 6 feet and grabbed Katie.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” I yelled and swung my arms to try and hit him. He didn’t let go. The guy shoved me in the front seat, slammed the door and jumped into the backseat behind me. The other guy stepped on the gas and went to the end of the ally and turned right on 1st Street.
“Hey there chick, we're not going to hurt you if you cooperate.” Conner pulled out a shiny knife, brought it around from the back seat and placed it about six inches in front of my face. “Are you going to do as we say?”
I sat and stared at the knife. I froze and couldn’t move.
Matt looked over at me as he drove down the street and turned on Bell Ave. “Conner, I see a cop heading out of Buddy’s. Drop the knife!”
I leaned forward and dug my teeth into the middle of Conner’s arm. I tasted a little blood, but kept my teeth in tacked.