Chapter 26
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16:16 | Barry Jefferson
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-We will continue this later now go!
-Layla?
-Hmm?
-Washroom. The back exit.
-I know.
-And please don't wait and try to negotiate with the guy.
-I said I got it. Run!
And so she did. At least it seemed like it until..
-What the hell! Why's she stopping?- It was nothing new to me that Layla never ceases to avoid a plan. But like every time I get deviated from the plan itself too for her sake. She was calm and I noticed the unusual amount of customers they got were helping her to blend in. The cafe was a rather compact and simple establishment but it was famous for it's cold coffee.
I stopped running without even realising. The relatively small guy was after me. He didn't waste a second and grabbed my shoulder as soon as he got enough close. I decided to go along with Layla..
-Hey you! Stop right there!
-Huh? So you have finally caught up?
-Yeah numbskull. Now hand over the bag.
-This bag?
-Yes you shit for brain. Stop holding that like it's a show.
-You see there're some people out there, you shouldn't be..
-You should be worrying about what happens to you. This is a .45 ACP Hardballer pointed at your back.
-Oh I see,- The surveillance system should have captured his face when I was waving the bag. I also saw Layla making some calls by taking cover behind the crowd. "Good call",- I had thought of calling management but timing was bad. It was good to see her working something out.
-Then do as I asked.
-Okay. So let me turn around first?
-...I; slowly. Don't try to be a hero here.
-...
-Wait, put it on the floor?!
-Well..- I took the opportunity of his incompetence and went for his gun and so show began. "I am being crazy!"
16:21 | Layla Roy
None of them was picking up theirs phones. I started to feel that as a bad idea at the time. The big one was after me and thankfully it wasn't easy for him to move around there to find someone as me.
Suddenly the crowd seemed to get distracted to a specific scene. It didn't take me too long to get the idea why.
Jerry engaged with the other guy in a fight. I moved alongside the people to hide myself from my follower. But as I finally came across to catch the scene of them going against each other, I also got caught by him. The guy yelled at someone in the crowd. It was obvious that he was trying to inform his partner about me. Jerry saw me too. He was going pretty hard against that guy. Those thugs actually didn't look like your regular guns for hired. Even Jerry was having trouble keeping up with him. I was instructed to run and so he waved at me. I made my way back to the pay phone and tried again.
-...(Ringing tone)
-Come on!!
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16:16 | Barry Jefferson
.
.
.
-We will continue this later now go!
-Layla?
-Hmm?
-Washroom. The back exit.
-I know.
-And please don't wait and try to negotiate with the guy.
-I said I got it. Run!
And so she did. At least it seemed like it until..
-What the hell! Why's she stopping?- It was nothing new to me that Layla never ceases to avoid a plan. But like every time I get deviated from the plan itself too for her sake. She was calm and I noticed the unusual amount of customers they got were helping her to blend in. The cafe was a rather compact and simple establishment but it was famous for it's cold coffee.
I stopped running without even realising. The relatively small guy was after me. He didn't waste a second and grabbed my shoulder as soon as he got enough close. I decided to go along with Layla..
-Hey you! Stop right there!
-Huh? So you have finally caught up?
-Yeah numbskull. Now hand over the bag.
-This bag?
-Yes you shit for brain. Stop holding that like it's a show.
-You see there're some people out there, you shouldn't be..
-You should be worrying about what happens to you. This is a .45 ACP Hardballer pointed at your back.
-Oh I see,- The surveillance system should have captured his face when I was waving the bag. I also saw Layla making some calls by taking cover behind the crowd. "Good call",- I had thought of calling management but timing was bad. It was good to see her working something out.
-Then do as I asked.
-Okay. So let me turn around first?
-...I; slowly. Don't try to be a hero here.
-...
-Wait, put it on the floor?!
-Well..- I took the opportunity of his incompetence and went for his gun and so show began. "I am being crazy!"
16:21 | Layla Roy
None of them was picking up theirs phones. I started to feel that as a bad idea at the time. The big one was after me and thankfully it wasn't easy for him to move around there to find someone as me.
Suddenly the crowd seemed to get distracted to a specific scene. It didn't take me too long to get the idea why.
Jerry engaged with the other guy in a fight. I moved alongside the people to hide myself from my follower. But as I finally came across to catch the scene of them going against each other, I also got caught by him. The guy yelled at someone in the crowd. It was obvious that he was trying to inform his partner about me. Jerry saw me too. He was going pretty hard against that guy. Those thugs actually didn't look like your regular guns for hired. Even Jerry was having trouble keeping up with him. I was instructed to run and so he waved at me. I made my way back to the pay phone and tried again.
-...(Ringing tone)
-Come on!!
16:16 | Barry Jefferson . . . -We will continue this later now go! -Layla? -Hmm? -Washroom. The back exit. -I know. -And please don't wait and try to negotiate with the guy. -I said I got it. Run! And so she did. At least it seemed like it until.. -What the hell! Why's she stopping?- It was nothing new to me that Layla never ceases to avoid a plan. But like every time I get deviated from the plan itself too for her sake. She was calm and I noticed the unusual amount of customers they got were helping her to blend in. The cafe was a rather compact and simple establishment but it was famous for it's cold coffee. I stopped running without even realising. The relatively small guy was after me. He didn't waste a second and grabbed my shoulder as soon as he got enough close. I decided to go along with Layla.. -Hey you! Stop right there! -Huh? So you have finally caught up? -Yeah numbskull. Now hand over the bag. -This bag? -Yes you shit for brain. Stop holding that like it's a show. -You see there're some people out there, you shouldn't be.. -You should be worrying about what happens to you. This is a .45 ACP Hardballer pointed at your back. -Oh I see,- The surveillance system should have captured his face when I was waving the bag. I also saw Layla making some calls by taking cover behind the crowd. "Good call",- I had thought of calling management but timing was bad. It was good to see her working something out. -Then do as I asked. -Okay. So let me turn around first? -...I; slowly. Don't try to be a hero here. -... -Wait, put it on the floor?! -Well..- I took the opportunity of his incompetence and went for his gun and so show began. "I am being crazy!" 16:21 | Layla Roy None of them was picking up theirs phones. I started to feel that as a bad idea at the time. The big one was after me and thankfully it wasn't easy for him to move around there to find someone as me. Suddenly the crowd seemed to get distracted to a specific scene. It didn't take me too long to get the idea why. Jerry engaged with the other guy in a fight. I moved alongside the people to hide myself from my follower. But as I finally came across to catch the scene of them going against each other, I also got caught by him. The guy yelled at someone in the crowd. It was obvious that he was trying to inform his partner about me. Jerry saw me too. He was going pretty hard against that guy. Those thugs actually didn't look like your regular guns for hired. Even Jerry was having trouble keeping up with him. I was instructed to run and so he waved at me. I made my way back to the pay phone and tried again. -...Ringing tone -Come on!!
