"…five, four, three, two, one."
The two people finished the count. The hostages closed their eyes as they listened to the eerie counting from Bonnie and Clyde. They knew that the count was for the bomb to explode, but it also felt like it was for their life.
After all, once the bomb blew up the building, their captors would probably deal with them.
Bonnie and Clyde were excited and did not care about their hostages. Their eyes glowed as their faces looked toward the Crystal Plaza. The construction of that building had destroyed their little haven. It was only right that it shattered into smithereens to serve as a reminder of their love.
The end of the countdown marked the point at which they would light up the city with their love.
But there was complete silence.
