I was too stunned to speak, so I just followed Wendy into the warehouse. She unlocked the door between the office and the bulk of the warehouse.

“Wendy, do we need to go inside? Was that really necessary?” I pointed to the man unconscious on the ground. She paused in the door, a confused look on her face.

“You wanted in, right?”

“Yeah, but the office should have all we need, the fat man could have fallen asleep and dropped a lit cigarette carelessly in the trash. Look, we don’t want a trail outside, something that looks like arson.”

“So what do you want?”

“Put the guy in the car, he had a run in with somebody…”
“No!” Wendy’s eyes were fierce. “He has to burn too. No witnesses!”

But just then, the car alarm shut off. We froze. We heard a voice. Wendy pulled me down behind the huge steel desk.

She reached into my pants pocket. “Hey! Now is not the time to get fresh!” I hissed and tried to wriggle away.

“Shh!” She frowned at me and whipped my lighter in the space between our faces. Her eyes glinted.