We raced to the shuttle as fast as lightning. Lucky clutches the bag full of the shining diamonds in her hand, because like her name, she is always lucky. The police cars seemed to be gaining on us, but I pushed my legs and yanked Lucky’s arm, desperately trying to get to our spaceship. I bolted through the open door first and crashed into the control panel. I frantically pushed buttons and pulled levers, but when it just wouldn’t take off, the cops caught up, sirens blaring. I guess I will be making my daring escape from a cell instead.