it should have been on my right ! he 's your little prize , is n't he ? the man inside was slumped over the wheel , blood pouring freely from a cut on his forehead . they had turned darker than the roof itself . do n't worry-they 're gone now . '' they ca n't collect that if you 're locked up in prison . which explained why the man had never once mentioned the girl in the last six years . but still , my heart feels full seeing her again . somehow it did n't matter that he knew . 