It was a good plan.
The old woman was always with her dog.
So, we’d steal her dog and demand a lot of money for ransom.
It wasn’t easy, but we did it.
I made the call and made the demand.
She offered a few bucks. “To cover your gas to return it.”
“We’ll kill the dog.”
“Seriously? Come on.”
And she hung up.
Five minutes later, the cops arrived.
Turns out that the dog had a GPS tracker in it.
As I was being put into the squad car, she handed me a twenty.
“For walking him,” she laughed.