Juniper turned to James and her wickedly red lips spread into a grin.
“Perfectly executed, darling.” James mumbled. “But, now, for an escape. One for the history books.” The two dashed down the street, stopping to tip over a police officer.
“Who are you?” The officer shouted after them.
“Teazer!”
“And Mumble!” They yelled at him. Hiding in the park, the two planned their next move.
“They’ll be watching the airports…” James mumbled.
“And mass transit is terribly slow,” Juniper frowned. “Ah well, I do suppose it is time to get caught!” She cired cheerfully.