The Getaway

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The dog heard him coming before I did. She woke out of deep sleep on the rug and was completely alert and whining at the door. I knew this day was coming, but I hoped that I had more time before I would have to run and disappear for the rest of my life. I grab the last few things that I could and I whistle for my dog to follow me. I head over to the front window in the living room and I see him coming onto my porch gun drawn, but I was ready I had planned for this. I quickly run to my back door and I open it I wait to hear the front door, I then light the string I had attached to multiple bottles filled with rags and flammable chemicals I found around the house. I set the string on fire and I run with my dog on my heels, we had practiced for this and it was now time to do exactly what we had practice with no time for error. I cut through the backyard of the house behind mines and I head to the car I had waiting on the next street over. I start and unlock the car as we run towards it with a remote I had programmed a few months before when I started this whole thing. I open the door and my dog jumps in and then I jump in. I pull the gear shift and I take off without looking behind me. Once I reach the corner I hear a big boom and I smile knowing my plan had worked and I had got away. I look over at my dog who was now laying in the seat in a ball relaxed, I smile and pat her head as I merge onto the highway smiling knowing I had a chance to start new. I reach in the backseat and I pat for the bag with the money but I feel NOTHING, I quickly switch lanes without a blinker causing cars to blow and people to yell out of their window but I pay it no mind as I jump out of the car and quickly head for the back door, but before I could touch the handle I see it. The window I whisper as I dropped to my knees, not caring who seen me as I cried my eyes out. The window was broken and the money was gone, all my hard work and it left me with nothing, guess this my karma for stealing , the money was gone, I was broke, and now I was gonna be wanted for murder.............

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