Dead Night
“I shouted over the thumping sound of the cops charging up the stairs towards the flat.
“Why?” Sophie – Caroline – said back.
“Just do it!” I snapped.
She pulled the letters, some clothing, and an iPod from her holdall. Holding out the rucksack towards her, I said, “Put the stuff in here.”
“Why?” she asked again.
“Because I need you to carry the rucksack. I can’t, remember?” I said, beating the wings that hung from my back.
“Oh, yeah,” she said, understanding the point that I was trying to make....
“Have you got any money?” I asked, as the cops started to pound on the door.
“Not much,” she said, stuffing the rucksack with her belongings and my scarecrow coat. “Why do we need money?”
“If we’re going on the run, we’ll need some,” I said, racing into the kitchen.
I knew that humans often hid cash at home, usually in a cookie jar or something similar.
When I’d been masquerading as a cop, I’d been to many burglaries where money had been stolen from such a place.MoreLess
“Why?” Sophie – Caroline – said back.
“Just do it!” I snapped.
She pulled the letters, some clothing, and an iPod from her holdall. Holding out the rucksack towards her, I said, “Put the stuff in here.”
“Why?” she asked again.
“Because I need you to carry the rucksack. I can’t, remember?” I said, beating the wings that hung from my back.
“Oh, yeah,” she said, understanding the point that I was trying to make....
“Have you got any money?” I asked, as the cops started to pound on the door.
“Not much,” she said, stuffing the rucksack with her belongings and my scarecrow coat. “Why do we need money?”
“If we’re going on the run, we’ll need some,” I said, racing into the kitchen.
I knew that humans often hid cash at home, usually in a cookie jar or something similar.
When I’d been masquerading as a cop, I’d been to many burglaries where money had been stolen from such a place.MoreLess
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