Chapter 13 Chapter13

The driver sits in the dark Buick, waiting across the street. She has been waiting every day for a week like a lion looking for prey for the opportunity to get her. This is the only chance left she cannot afford to mess it up. The weather is cold but she palpitates, her palms wet and cold from anxiety. It must be done, she has to do it and get her out of the way. Nadia has been working for hours and in need of a break, she says as much to Peter, who suggests they go out for fresh air and quickly pick something to eat alongside, then come back to conclude for the day. ?"I have never worked as much, as I did today; I never knew having one s picture taken can be so exhausting." Nadia laments to Peter beside her as they cross the Street to grab a bite. Immediately they appear, the driver pressed on the gas with a speed uncommon in that busy area of Manhattan aiming for the beautiful girl, not her companion, but if both were destined to die together, then so be it. Obl