The woman behind him had stood up and stared to rant about how her meal was ruined. Kevin could not believe this; he stifled a laugh when she refused to leave. He actually didnâ€™t want anyone to get involved but she seemed like a perfect candidate. Kevin grabbed the girl by the arms and took our his switchblade, holding it up to her throat and whispered in her ear, â€œjust go along with it.â€<br/><br/>She was a taller than he was by an inch or two but that didnâ€™t bother him because he had always been short for his age. â€œDonâ€™t come any closer of Iâ€™ll slice her throat open. And if anyone follows me, sheâ€™s dead.â€ He inched his way to the back door and when they were out of sight from the police, he held her hand and ran. â€œSorry about all this, didnâ€™t mean to get your food ruined, Angel. But do you know where we can hide?â€