johnny did something bad and had to go on the run.
he had no time to lose.
he did not take anything with him.
he walked out the door and down the stairs to the street. and started walking.
he decided to take one trip to the cash machine to take out all his money or at least as much as the cash machine would let him take.
but when he got to the corner he saw a black and white patrol car between himself and the. cash machine and he decided to not cross the street and to keep on walking.
the bank was probably already notified and his money frozen. better to just forget it and keep on moving.
“his” money. what a laugh.
but it was his own fault, he should have known enough to take it out before.
he headed for the outskirts of town.
he wondered if he should try to steal a bicycle.
as he walked along he dreamed of the old days when it was possible to steal a car!
when you did not have to be a cop to have a car.
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money.
cash money.
there was not that much left in the world but johnny needed some of it.
there was an alley behind the old chicken nugget warehouse just before you got to the freeway.
jackie crawley and misty marlowe were hanging out in it, enjoying the breeze and waiting for business.
johnny walked up to them.
i need some money, he said. anything you can give me.
they laughed in his face.
come on guys, johnny pleaded. i was always a straight shooter and a standup guy. now i am cashing in.
jackie and misty looked at each other.
what exactly is your problem, johnny boy, jackie asked.
johnny explained his problem in a few words.
jackie shook her head. you got in too deep, johnny. poor boy, they are going to hunt you down.
and, misty added. you were never that bright, or that good looking.
are you guys going to help me or not?
jackie and misty exchanged glances again.
jackie tossed johnny a nickel, and misty gave him a lousy dime.
the next thing johnny knew he was down on the highway.
the big rigs whizzed by.
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