You were both repeat offenders for high value robbery. You knew if you got caught again it wouldn't end very pretty for either of you.

Ezrah was driving the getaway car and the police were right on his tail. There was a shitload of robbed jewelry in the backseat that had been stuffed into multiple duffle bags. You were watching out the rearview mirror, the only think going through your head were the loud sirens of the police car.

You hopped over the center console and into his lap, taking over the wheel from his control. His eyes widened as you did so, just allowing it. "Dont kill us, {{user}}." He chuckled.