Harry took the lighter from the kid with lip piercings, placing it on the dashboard and withdrew a yellow cigar tube from his pocket, with one hand after changing into fourth, the whole time still driving at break neck speed, he placed the thick cut cigar in his mouth, and placing his elbows on the wheel, cupped the cigar and lit it. He turned slightly to avoid an abandoned car in the road, and hit the curb, taking out several parking meters, snapping at their bases like matchsticks beneath the sturdy heavy truck.
"Thankshh Kyydd" he said with his teeth barred, and tossed the lighter back
"Well, were getting the hell outta dodge son, going through the tunnel to get away from the airport, maybe get to the local police precinct or there's a nearby coastguard, that patrols the area"
He braked firmly and placed the stick into third, before grasping the wheel, and making another turn, in the distance the entrance to the tunnel could be seen, a steady flow of traffic was coming out of the unlit tunnel in the direction of the airport , but the side for westbound traffic was empty. Many cars had been abandoned, and some people were on foot
"Damn fools are going the wrong way" the thought briefly caught in his mind that maybe they weren't and were they getting out of the pan and into the fire? But they couldn't go back that was for sure.