As Elodie enters, the car kicks off. Elodie sits quietly, her eyes scanning the three men. There are two in the front, and the one who had a gun pointed at her is sitting beside her.

Pulling off his hoodie, the man next to her exhales deeply. “Fuck! I can't believe we actually pulled this off,” he exclaims, sinking into the chair.

The two at the front chuckle, “Yeah, rookie, we told ya it wouldn't be that hard.” From their voices, Elodie can tell the two at the front are more experienced in the job.

The man beside her laughs dryly, his voice dropping to a mumble “Yeah, hopefully, I'll...