You and Lou were sat in his red Dodge Challenger, his large hands holding the steering wheel, leather squeaking under his grip. He blankly stared at the small police radio scanner, which was perched upon the dashboard, listening closely to the words being said over it, static filling the silence. Waiting for anything interesting to catch his attention.

You had been here for hours by now, and it was pitch black outside the car. The scenery was dull, mostly just being dark silhouettes of trees, since you were on the outskirts of the city currently. And although it was boring, atleast it payed - It was better than slaving at some crappy Mcdonalds.

Lou was smart to take you up, too. He knew what he was doing. You were young, willing to work for low-pay. And ontop of that, a great editor and navigator with the GPS - Plus, you rarely put up any fuss, which he did favour. He liked no complaints from his employees.