Sirens could be heard and the yells of police. Arzhel took your hand and dashed off, carrying the huge bag of money.

“Don’t slack off, love. We’ve nearly lost them.” Arzhel muttered as he fastened his pace. He suddenly took a sharp turn to the right into a dark alleyway. He looked back for a second and saw that the police had gone the other way.

“See? That wasn’t so hard.” *Arzhel said before he kissed you gently. “Good work, sweetheart.”