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over end down the embankment in the middle of the highway. “Why not?” she yelled, shakingher head. “There are so many reasons why not I can’t even list them. There isn’t enough time in the rest of my life to tell you all the reasons why not !”
    â€œOh c’mon,” said Brandon, borderline whining. “They don’t even have any bullets. It’s not like we’re gonna rob the place. Nobody’s gonna get hurt. Besides, what a freaking incredible story to tell when we get to college.”
    â€œ If we get to college,” said Emily. “We’ll be lucky not to spend the rest of our teens and twenties behind bars.”
    In the distance Emily saw a big sign looming over the next exit ramp, a lowercase j lit from within. Chestnut pointed and said, “That’s it up there.”
    â€œSo, quick question,” Ana said. She seemed much more calm, now that she had payment for her phone. “How do you guys normally get around? Why didn’t you get into your own car?”
    â€œWe didn’t have one,” Liz said. “Normally we use cabs. They’re great. You grab the cash and run outside, then just hide for a bit. People assume that you sped away in your getaway car, when really we just call up a taxi and they take us out of there, no problem.”
    â€œAnd the drivers don’t mind being an accessory to grand larceny?” Emily asked
    â€œGrand what?”
    Emily sighed as Chestnut piped up. “Aw hell. There’s nothing grand about any of our robbing folks. Don’t usually get away with more than a few thousand bucks—and that’s if we’re lucky.”
    â€œSo what’s your plan?” Brandon asked.
    â€œPlan?” Chestnut shrugged. “We’ll see what we can get from the mart, then get a cab after. Same as always.”
    They were pulling up to the Little-J Mart, and Emily was about to pull into the parking lot, but Brandon stopped her and directed her to drive past the convenience store and closer to a small metal building next door, finally telling her to shut off the car there.
    â€œWhat are we doing?” Emily asked, though she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. “We could’ve just dropped them off.”
    â€œDon’t want cameras catching a glimpse of the license plate, right?” Brandon said.
    Emily nodded, sort of impressed. At least he was thinking now.
    â€œOkay, Liz and Chestnut, it was great meeting you, we had so much fun, please keep in touch, say hello to Artie for us, you can get out of the car now.” Emily put on the biggest grin possible as she turned around and looked at them in the backseat. “Don’t forget to keep your ski masks firmly in place.”
    â€œWait, wait,” Brandon said. “We’re going too.”
    â€œExcuse me?” Emily wasn’t sure she’d heard right. “Didn’t we just conclude that we’re not getting involved.”
    â€œWe won’t really be involved,” Brandon said. He looked at Liz and Chestnut like they were his new closest friends. “So here’s the deal. We’ll go into the shop and do some looking around, case the place, whatever, you know? And then you guys will follow. We’ll cause a sufficient enough commotionin there so you can get your money and get out, and then we’ll follow afterward, after calming down the clerk and things like that. In and out. Easy.”
    â€œSounds like a plan to me,” Chestnut said.
    â€œIt sounds dangerous ,” Emily said loudly.
    â€œCome on, Em,” said Brandon. “YOLO, right?”
    â€œNo.” Emily shook her head. “Not at all.”
    Ana grabbed Emily’s shoulder and pleaded. “Come on. It might be kind of fun. And it’s not like we’re doing anything. No one will get hurt, and right afterward we can be on our way to the party again.”
    Emily looked at the clock and shook her