Jones had driven the car as fast as it’s pristine state would allow, weaved deftly, albeit a tad drunkenly, through New York traffic. On his mad dash to get away from MacAllistair HQ he’d been close to swerving off the road a good handful of time, his companion riding shotgun holding on to his seat for dear life.
The Russian was cursing, yelling at the blond to slow for God’s sake.
He couldn’t stop now, not when he knew he’d be dead in the morning.
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More 1930’s mob AU with the boys!!
Jones running from the MacAllistairs and King being picked up on the way. Together in a stolen car, steaming the whole place up 🤧 I tried to make the window look steamy and I think.. I figured it out well enough for now, I would love to do more with this though!
Jones lives such a sad little life in this au I absolutely love torturing this man.
Please enjoy 💞
Sallie Drazzi
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