Half Past Five.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐱. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭."

"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭?"

"𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐧𝐨?"

It started out easy enough. Snipping his ignition cable to prevent him from making a commotion and waking the whole neighborhood at half past five.

But what followed? A deal that she couldn't say no to, and one that would alter the path she took, for the rest of her life.