he who hesitates is toast

Neither of her assailants are dead, but they're not exactly in the best shape, either. She digs out more rope and binds them – the one with the blown-out knee mercifully stops screaming once he passes out – then makes sure Lavigne and the driver haven't somehow managed to wriggle free.

"In the original iteration of this plan, I had control of a drivable car," she tells them, as they stare at her over their gags. "But I guess we're just going to have to wait to get picked up."