Sandy watched the empty rearview mirror with satisfaction.
Thinking they can catch up to me, eat my dust!
Yet the thought of the unfortunate soul who inadvertently took a bullet for her stirred a slight sense of apology in her heart.
I hope he has a ticket to heaven, else it's going to be pretty awkward bumping into each other in Hell.
Well, a little apology, but not much.
Just like the principles she operated by, a few, but not many.
Humming a cheerful tune,
Sandy opened the backpack on the passenger seat and looked at the bundles of cash exposed, her eyes squinting with delight.
After pulling off this job,
I can rest for quite a while.
Too bad the kindly handsome guy didn't take the bait.
His little dog looked so intelligent and cute.
Sandy actually quite wanted to take it and play.
Unfortunately, the dog's owner wasn't up to no good.
She couldn't very well break her principles to make a move.
Pickup trucks are very common in the United States.
