"Damn!" he swore as the taxi driver, for whatever reason, slammed on his brakes. Grasping her hand, 'George' flung open his door, pulling her with him. They broke into a mad run, weaving between the line of parked cars at the curb.
"Wait," she gasped, trying desperately to catch her breath. "What is this?"
'George' veered to the side, and Mary Jo glimpsed the snarling German Shepherd before he pounced.