Two Girls Leave Waiter a $9.11 Tip; He Glances at the Order and Grasps the Situation

Andrew’s hands were still shaking, but his focus was razor-sharp. He kept the SUV in sight as it rolled through a yellow light and took another left. “I think they’re heading toward the highway,” he said. A flicker of red-blue lights flashed in his rearview mirror.

Relief flooded him—but then the police cruiser behind him veered off at the next light, heading in the wrong direction. “No—no, they just turned away!” Andrew shouted into the phone. “They missed the turn!” “That’s not possible. Can you still see the vehicle?”