Chapter 2. Margo talks to Quentin through his window about her plan for their night of revenge.
I don't have a car.
You have your own car.
Well, I need your mom's car.
I need your car.
Right, but the thing is that my parents have taken the keys to my car and locked them inside a safe, which they put under their bed . . . So, like I said, I need a car. Also, I need you to drive it, because I need to do eleven things tonight, and at least five of them require a getaway man.
Hmm . . . remind me if breaking and entering is a felony.