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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

There were neatly lined cans of soup on the shelf. He could make a run for it.

When I was close enough, I gazed over at Jason, knowing what I was thinking. He nodded, letting me take the lead. "Hurry the fuck up, I don't have all day!"

He kept eyeing the door. If at any moment he'll get caught by the cops red handed, and here they don't ask questions, they shoot first.

The woman behind the cash opened the drawer, taking out the bills, fifties, twenty's, tens and fives, tears soaking her cheeks, hiccuping her panicked sobs.

I stood up and grabbed him into a headlock. Any wrong move. I could break his neck with one twist of my arm, if inevitable.

The man tried to free himself from my grasp, cashier was screaming and cowering with her hands protecting her head.

He shot off the gun twice missing me by a quarter of an inch and the second just whizzed past the cashier's head as the glass casing behind her smashed into splintering shards everywhere, she screamed in fear and pain when g
Amanda Pearson

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