Tord was cornered. He was right by a cliff. Tord had stolen some money and of course, the police chased after him. The police officers held the guns up. Tord glanced down. There was a river...but the chances of surviving were slim. Tord then looked back at the police officers. Tord held his gun in his hand and the money on the other. Tord....Tom said in a stern voice. Yet he was being cautious. He didn't need or want Tord to jump off and try to run sway.