(Author's POV)
Neil looked at her through the window. His expression didn't change. He rolled it down an inch.
"You get me the money," he said. "She walks."
He rolled the window back up and pulled out into the street.
Martha stood on the curb and watched the van disappear around the corner, and realized she was in the van too - she'd been so focused on the door that she hadn't noticed him accelerating. The locks clicked again, all four of them.
She sat down on the back bench, alone, and did not let herself think about what she'd done.
Up on the fifteenth floor of Martha's building, Leo had gone through every option in the room.
The window was the first thing he'd checked. Fifteen floors. Even if he survived the fall, he'd be in no shape to help anyone. He stepped back from it.
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