"My money", he says gruffly. Nazo had an idea now....lock the man in his office and drive away. He waits for the man to leave. Nazo hopes his plan works but there will be a chase no doubt.....with guns. He sighs internally dreading it. Whenever the man walks to the office, Nazo followed then closed the door and puts some heavy boxes in front of it. He runs back to the car, starts it, and begins to back up out. The door was closing so he speed out through it and raced down the street.<br/><br/>"Hold on!"