Jodi was frightened. Probably more afraid than he had ever been in her life. She had never done anything like this before. But then again, she had never accidentally shot anyone before. Or was it an accident? At the moment, she really wasn't sure. Maybe she had done it on purpose, in self-defense. At the moment, none of this mattered.<br/><br/>The sirens were closing in fast! She had never felt so desperate in her life. She ignored his first question completely. His second question was met with a firm nudge of the gun barrel.  "Because I can!", she snapped. She immediately regretted her response. To her it sounded like she was listening to someone elses voice. A very sureal moment, like she was outside, looking in. But she didn't have time for 20 questions. She took a deep breath and forced herself to stay calm.  "Get this crate moving.  Nice and easy, make a right and follow 80 west. Keep it at five above the posted limit, and don't try nothin stupid."<br/><br/>She didn't want to hurt the guy. He was just unlucky enough to be in the wrong place at the right time. But as the sirens drew closer by the second, her anxiety raised to match.  She tried to show some civility by adding "We can chat later..."