“You remember where we parked the car, Kaylee?” Ryan said.
“I thought you left it just outside.”
Ryan looked over the garage forecourt, rubbed his hand over his face and spotted the taxi the other side. “Com’n,” he said, “we’ll take a cab.”
“Are you retarded, huh? You want to rob a fucking bank and use a cab as our getaway car. You fucking jerk-off.”
Rylan didn’t answer and stepped out of the kiosk.
“I ain’t scared of shit,” Kaylee said, “but I ain’t a fucking retard… You’re fucking kiddin, right?”
Rylan looked over his shoulder, saying, “you coming?”
By Vincent Holland
Inspired by the case of Melbourne couple robbing a bank – http://cfnews13.com