>>27450607>As he lets out a painful scream, you let go of him and watch him grab his damaged leg.>"What in the fuck is wrong with you!?" He cries out."It's simple, either you give me the passcode to unlock the phone, or it's going to be your kneecap next."
>You approach him, but he quickly puts up his hand to stop you.>"Okay! Okay, the code is three-one-three-one.">You press in the code and you are greeted with his home screen."How do I delete the photos out of the cloud."
>"I swear, I'll--">You bring your foot up and set it on the side of his knee.>"ALRIGHT! Just, give it to me, and those photos are gone, okay!?">It took him a while for him to do his part, what with all the wincing and leg holding that he constantly did.>In the end of about a minute, he managed to delete it all.>You swipe around his phone, making sure not one photo is saved anywhere.>Aside from a stash of porn, he had nothing.>"Are we square now!?" He shouts."Yeah, we're fine."
>You lower his phone, but keep it away at an arms reach."But, not just yet."
>"Come on, what more do you want!?""It's not what I want, but rather, what you want."
>"The fuck are you going on about!? I'm not going to call the police!""I know. You just need to follow everything that I say, and both of us will get away scot-free."
>"Fine, whatever! Tell me already so that I can get to the hospital!">You put the phone in your pocket and help him up.>"What are--""Just get in my car and I'll drive you to the intersection."
>"Are you going to finish me off!?" He panics."The fuck is wrong with you? I'm not going to do that. I'm going to drop you off, you call nine-one-one, they come to pick you up, you claim that it was a hit-and-run, and we call it a night."
>"What if they ask details?">You slowly guide him to the backseat."Say that you were on your way for a burger, but someone hit you and ran off. It was all a blur and happened too fast for you to get anything."
>"This is insane!" 
