"You... you know who I am?" Rachel stammered, her eyes wide with shock.
"Of course I do," the girl replied, accelerating the Mercedes onto the empty, dark highway. "I didn't pick you out of that crowd by accident. You're the top trauma and internal medicine specialist in the state. I needed your help with something. That's why I picked you up."
Rachel was completely bewildered. She shook her head. "You robbed a high-end restaurant, blew up half a luxury hotel, and held fifty people hostage... just to get a doctor?"
The girl smirked. She tapped her manicured fingers on the leather steering wheel.
"It was just for fun," the girl said, her eyes flashing with excitement in the mirror. "I was bored. Honestly, holding up fifty arrogant snobs and watching them cry over their Rolex watches is exciting. I didn't really care about the money. I just gave it all to the hired help. It was just a thrill ride. And as a bonus, I found a very good piece of necklace."
