The Price for Love

hat it's not his car but he was surprisingly calm and he stopped fidgeting with the handle of the car long enough to give me a look over. He

dle before my plans of saving the car is over. Although, I had no idea what I wanted to do, I had to stall for as long as

u dropped it. I don't think it's safe to use tools like that for this kind of expensive car. You're going to damage both the paint jo

s him. I don't know where I'm getting this bravado from but I

ight. Not a lot of people were around and the ones who were minded their business which meant that no one was looking in our direction. This also meant that he could kill

't you know? And by the amount of time you've wasted, you don't really know your way around it or you'd have been d

with your nosiness, I would have been done by now." I knew he was only minutes away from

w, telling him one thing or the other would have gone wrong if he had continued like that. He looked at me with a different kind of light, believing that I knew what I was talking about. I

ere." That sealed it up and I saw him ease back up. I didn't know thieves could be this trusting. He really was an amateur bec

o allow me access to the car. I inspected the handle; he hadn't done much dam

r what I had decided to do and his crowding me would be a hindrance. I told him I neede

irming how heavy it was, I swung it in his direction, hitting him squarely in the face. While

before we had a small crowd around us. I refused to tell anyone anything and instead s

e my bag hit him was beginning to bruise. I looked at it with satisfaction. My day might have not been entirely productive b

with someone. The crowd had mostly dispersed now since it was taking too long and they had pla

was enough to cut through steel. His facial expression became even more murderous as he to