It was all a bit complicated.
On the face of it, it was a bad situation for both parties. Little did the driver of the vehicle know that he’d been sold a dud. It had failed the roadworthy test and was not legal to drive. While at the same time, she would discover that he had paid for the car by giving her a phony cashier’s cheque. Although this was the case, neither of them was destined to become aware of the facts. It turned out that in both cases things were about to get worse. For him, an unmarked police car pulled him over and a plain-clothes undercover detective got out and approached the car. For her, cashing in the cheque was suddenly interrupted when masked bank robbers had all of the customers lay face down on the floor while they made the cashiers fill their bags.
At this point, both individuals were fully aware that their predicaments had got worse, but they had no way of knowing that the worst was yet to come. For him, there was no way he could have suspected that the plain clothes officer was a serial killer. For her, there was little chance of her anticipating that one of the robbers would panic and shoot her.
It was all a bit complicated, and any moral that could be derived from the relaying of these events would properly rest with…