"If you want the money you aren't going to kill me," Pepper retorted calmly, trying to put on a brave face, but her pulse quickened at his words, "I'm just trying to reason with you. If money is all you're after we could have this all settled with out the yelling and the violence."
Eyes wide at the sight of the bag she shook her head fumbling with the seat belt (now not seeming like such a smart idea) and scrambling for the opposite side of the car.