After getting a short bit of distance down the road, you skid to a stop on the shoulder. You've got something prepared for these people. You open up your trunk, then remove and unroll a long strip of spikes. Your pursuer hits the spikes right on schedule, losing control of their vehicle and grinding it to a stop against the guard rail. They stagger out with gun in hand, but of course you're ready for that, too. You put a bullet in the man's leg, then one is his other. He looks barely able to lift his own weapon, but you level yours at his head just for the added line of security. "Where do I find your boss?" you ask. He doesn't take any more convincing that that to spill the secret.