Tim settled into his seat, sticking his coffee into the cup holder before buckling up and starting the car. He pulled them out of the lot and onto the road. "No bank robber or good shots to take so far today. And since it's closer to 2, I figure it ain't gonna happen. Besides," he continued, checking his mirrors like the responsible drive he was before glancing over at Malcolm. "I've never been one to enjoy workin' a desk."

He, like all the rest of them, took any chance he could to not be behind one.