I could hear the man grab her wrist and slam a handcuff roughly on it, instructing her to turn around. Just like that, he was dead. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She was now physically above me, since I’d sat down, while she remained on her knees. The person outside — a man, by the sound of the weight in his footsteps — got out of the still-running vehicle and threw a cigarette bud on the ground. Or do you want to tie me up instead?”
I shook my head, feeling like I was going to pass out. While I hadn’t watched a ton of crime shows, I knew the gist of how criminals got caught, though I knew movies and shows dramatized all that stuff. I’m not trying to make them suffer. But it was obvious from her expression that she already knew now — the vehicle was close enough for her to hear too.
