Xarthex was confused. They were looking at him for several times now. As if they were cautious about him being at the restaurant in the first place.He felt very uneasy about it. Do I look like a threat to them? He said to himself. 

Now he decided  to approach them. Hello there. It seems like I am bothering you since you entered the restaurant. Is there a problem?

McKnighter looked into TBK eyes, and saw a figure. Something moved down in his guts. "Shit, a cop, or worst, FBI."

McKnighter stands up and turns around, whipping out a .45, hiding it from the restaurant's staff by having it still inside his coat.

"There might be a problem, matters on your profession."

TBK watched with curious eyes. She wasnt sure what was about to happen but it was going to be good so she asked a waiter to serve popcorn. Possibly a stupid move but this was a stress habit to eat popcorn.

Xarthex was surprised when the man pointed a gun at him. He had no idea on what he did to get pointed at. This made him more suspicious than before.

My profession? I'm jobless. I happened to stop by here just to eat then go back on the streets again to see if there are any place that I could work to. How about you, then? You have a gun with you. Do you happen to be a cop or something?

Either he is very good at acting, or he's just an aimless person. McKnighter puts his .45 back into his pocket. Maybe torching that one warehouse was a bit too heavy of a lean on that dock manager.

"My job is making sure associates like this one, do their jobs correctly. I'm a manager. Now if you'll excuse us, we're leaving."

TBK, pouting that she didn't get her popcorn, leads the way out of the food joint. McKnighter follows closely, looking for Tom and that cab.

Associate? Is he from the mafia? Definitely.

Before you leave, I just need to ask you something. Do you know any jobs that I can go in to? I could do almost anything.

McKnighter turns back, clearly this guy was looking for 'work'.

"I don't got anything right now, for an outsider. I heard banks pay out nicely if you ask."

With that, McKnighter turns back as Tom pushes a taxi to where TBK was standing. McKnighter nods to Tom, and TBK and McKnighter hop in. TBK started to 'drive', little did she know that Tom was being the engine. McKnighter wasn't taking anymore chances after last time.

Jynx drove the sleek car around the city in a very fast speed , turning here and there...beating each red light. She considered to return the car to that old man. She drive slowly now and follows the trail to that Chinese Restaurant, but then she saw the croon with the young lady ride in a taxi.

And here I was being nice, I would bring the car back to him , but he didnt even wait.

With no guilt on her part, she press the accelerator and follows the taxi.

TBK happily drives along while noticing that tom was doing very well hanging on to the car. At the start she saw him pushing the car but she remembered to turn the car on and backed over him once or twice on accident. Now he was just hanging onto the back like in a cartoon. It was so funny she didnt even notice how white Mck's hands were getting from holding on.

"So old man we missed lunch. How about we head home and Ill cook up some nice cereal?" TBK says not noticing the car following them.

McKnighter was scared shitless. TBK was driving, and poor Tom was becoming road kill. McKnighter could only nod slightly and gripped his seat for safety.

"Just please get there in one piece."

TBK smiles as she steps on the gas pedal, flying off into the road. Poor Tom was knocked off the cab and was ran over again by the car behind them. Poor Tom

TBK was about to laugh at the look on Mck's face when a bullet shot into the windshield. TBK stared dumbly at the new hole in the car.

McKnighter ducks down and pulls out his .45. Flashing lights and loud sirens were going off, the cops were after them. The cops has thrown away the idea of capturing them, they were hell bend on killing them. TBK, not knowing what to do, stares at the hole in the windshield. McKnighter pokes her in the ribs and shouts,

"Drive to downtown Detroit! We can loose them there!"

McKnighter lower his window and sticks his arm out and fires his gun at the oncoming pigs. Bullets fly, hitting cars and buildings. TBK zoomed out of the town square and hit the highway. Four police cars were in hot pursuit.

TBK failed all of her driving tests for a reason. Under pressure she cant drive within a speed that the car can handle. Tearing down the high way she can hear the car begging for mercy but the cops have a faster car and are closing in. She looks over to see Mck shooting away at the pigs.

"Mck, if we live through this I want a vacation." TBK shouts over the car and the guns.

McKnighter drops the smoking .45 and reaches into his coat. With some great effort, he takes his Tommy Gun out his coat. Used in his youth, it still got the job done right. McKnighter jumps to the back and slides over to the left window. Bashing the glass, he makes room to lean out of the cab to fire upon the coppers. Unloading into one, the driver's side turns crimson red and it swerves off, crashing into another police car. It does a double spin and flips into a crash. McKnighter comes back into the taxi to reload.

"We're going to Florida then, where it's somewhat warm. I got to get away from this winter cold. I get to see you in a bikini."

TBK grins as she speeds down the high way. She looks back in time to see the police cars crashing, she cringed at the sound it made. But something about getting to go to florida really brought a smile to her face. Untill she remembered the tourists, they are annoying. Now she would be one and finally get to annoy others.

Driving and following them in her leisure, she was taken aback when the car she was following suddenly moves really fast, as if they were being followed by the DEVIL.  Then she realized it wasn't the devil but police cars!

Now, this is interesting, I believe I'm going to follow them just in case they need help. Have to help the old croon in exchange of this lovely car.

She then hits the accelerator and the car purrs like a wild cat under her hands.

The other two police cars sped up to the side of the taxi. They were both rolling down their windows, and guns were appering. McKnighter couldn't get both.

"TBK! Slam on the breaks!!!"

TBK forgot which one did what, and just stepped on the other panel. The taxi jumped as the tires screeched with the pressure of slowing down a taxi going 70 miles per hour. The two police cars opened fire right at that moment, now hitting each other. The two copper cars started to spin and they veer off into the other sides, crashing into the protectors. McKnighter sat there in the taxi, now stopped, with short breathe.

"I-I think that's all of them. Let's get outta here."

TBK slammed on the gas and the car sped off again. Somehow she needed to find the time to learn how to drive properly. She pulled off at the next exit and drove on side streets to a bar. She stopped the taxi in front of the door and looked over at Mcknighter.

"I have a feeling we might need to hid out for a few days." She said as she hopped out of the taxi. "Move your butt to the drivers seat and Ill play navigator with the map."

Mcknighter looked releived as he moved over and TBK sat in the passenger's seat. She started whistling a tune as she pulled the map out from under the seat. "Which way goes up?" She asked before unfolding it.

as they were getting comfortable in the taxi, fuel from the gas started to flow out. One lost bullet from police weapon must have hit the tank, will they manage to escape before fuel runs out, will they notice that fuel is running away...

no as they are tryin to get away a spark flies, hits the fuel leak, BOOM.