Carl was wrong. The wait to leave his condo wasn't the longest increment of time ever. It was the twenty minutes it took for him to get to Harry and Mathilde's opulent home that seemed to drag on for eons.
What made it worse was that they lived only 15 minutes away from him. Carl had been so preoccupied with what was to happen that night that he overshot the exit and had to turn back around.
When he finally got to the house, he parked in a well-lit area of the driveway that made for the easiest escape route. He was taking no chances. He liked his hide firmly placed on his body, thank you very much. And his genitals intact. Please- not the genitals.
Violet gave him an odd look and looked at her non-existent watch on her wrist in a silent question. What took you so long, it said. Carl shr
