Thirteen
You duck down to the corner and into the general store.It's quaint, the kind of store you might expect to have a bell above the door. It doesn't.
What it does have is a magazine rack with a refreshingly celebrity-gossip-mag free selection, a stand selling everything from umbrellas to perfume, and a lolly-lined counter covered with colourful confectionaries to tempt children to nag parents, and a rotating display of birthday and post cards.
It's quaint, the kind of store you might expect to have a bell above the door. It doesn't. A fact that may very well have just saved your life. Because also in this store is a table, seating five burly men in black suits.
They have guns.
From the fact that their backs are to you and they're speaking in hushed tones you infer they didn't hear you enter and haven't seen you. Yet.
These are not people you want to mess with. The question is, do you risk being heard if you leave, or risk being found if you hide?
Back out the door to chapter
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