Sarah Watson was driving down the interstate wondering where she was going to end up next, she hadn't heard any news or leads on any new jobs that were available. She was getting antsy; it had been at least a month since her last job. As she ran her hand through her dark wavy hair, the radio started to play one of her favorite songs, Journey's "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'", she turned it up full blast and started to sing along, a little bit off key, but she didn't care.
When the song finally finished, her phone rang. She answered without looking at the caller ID, "Hello."
"Hey, Sarah" an older man answered. She knew that voice anywhere, but it was weird he was calling her by her name, he was acting so formal. So she decided to continue with the formality and said, "Hello, Bobby. What's up?"
"You're not busy, are you? Because I could really use your help on a job."
"Oh, thank God, I've been bored out of my mind driving around looking for a job to go on. I'm in Indiana now; do you want me to meet you somewhere or what?"
"Yeah, can you meet me in Springfield, Illinois?"
"Sure, no problem, what exactly does this job entail?"
"It'll be easier to explain once we're face-to-face."
"Okay, well I will see you in a day or two."
"Bye, Dad" she smiled to herself as she hung up the phone.