Algebra/Standard Form and Solving Slope
The Escape of a Fugitive He stopped and turned his head to make sure he was no longer being followed. He knew that if he was caught, he will be sent to jail for at least 50 years of his life. His real name is Robin Moon. He was convicted for robbery and murder in Tallahassee, Florida. He escaped jail, and has been on the run for at least 2 days with nothing to eat or drink. Now he ended up here, in the middle of nowhere. He found a great hiding place and set up a fort made up of leaves. The man started crying for what he has done and how he ruined his future and his family. The man has been crying until he heard the galloping of horses. The man knew that he was trapped and nowhere to escape. If he went the other way, he will just be caught by the police men who were following him early on. However, what he didn’t know was that who was going to greet him was not a police-guard at all. The criminal looked up and looked eye-to-eye with the cowboy. The criminal blurted out, “Forgive me for what I have done, take pity on me!” The cowboy responded saying, “What da hell r u talkin’ about. The criminal knew that if he said these five words, he will end up regretting it. But life is life, he thought. The criminal told the cowboy the five words: I am a runaway criminal. The cowboy looked at the criminal sideways, and then smirked. “I am a criminal too,” the cowboy said. “We are all criminals.” Once the cowboy said this, at least 15 other cowboys emerged from the bushes. The criminal looked at the cowboy funny and weird. “What da hell r u lookin’ at, you crossed eye bushman! R u gonna’ join us or not?” The criminal thought long and hard about this. He finally came up with his answer. “I ain’t.” “You said what?” “I ain’t!” “Who do u think you r, runway fugitive. U think I give a bling if you don’t, sonny. “Not really.” “Oh really. WELL sonny, let me tell U something. Join us or die.” Just then, all of the other cowboys emerged with hand pistols in their hands. The criminal knew it was now or never. He turned around on his feet and ran for his life. The cowboys jumped on their horses and followed the fugitive. After at least 7 minutes of running, the fugitive tripped on top of a rock and fell flat on his face. He looked up; what he saw was horrible: the face of a police-guard.