There was glass everywhere, and coffee beans covered the floor. The neat bags stacked normally were pulled down and full of holes. Dave stayed low, hard to see him from outside, he looked toward the bathroom. The first place someone would look, but the only place with a locked door. The lighting was off now. He could see a big truck driving up and down, who were they looking for? Or was it just to do something, to destroy. There wasn't sense in it.
There was only one strip in front of the restaurant where he would be exposed. Then he could duck behind this old parking garage. He peered out the windows staying to the side. Fuck he couldn't tell if someone else was there. If him moving would draw them out.
He took a few rocks and tossed them down the street in front of the parking lot. No movement. Nothing, he couldn't hear the truck either. They either left, or their regrouping. He had to move. The pain in his stomach caused him to hunch over. Fuck I got to get out of here.
There was only one strip in front of the restaurant where he would be exposed. Then he could duck behind this old parking garage. He peered out the windows staying to the side. Fuck he couldn't tell if someone else was there. If him moving would draw them out.
He took a few rocks and tossed them down the street in front of the parking lot. No movement. Nothing, he couldn't hear the truck either. They either left, or their regrouping. He had to move. The pain in his stomach caused him to hunch over. Fuck I got to get out of here.
