J. Cross, Manager
You step out the loading garage door past the truck, being very careful not to touch it. So far all you see is the truck which extends on another 25 or so feet. You can't see around it, and you don't see anyone on this side of the truck. You step past the driver's cab and look to your right. You quickly step back behind the driver's cab.
The car that's been following you lately, along with a large white van is parked next to the truck.
"What the hell?"
Trying to be quiet, you look back around the cab of the truck. You see one of your employees lying on the ground. He's just laying there.
You look towards the van and to your surprise, you see two men with guns loading your employees into the van. Once the last one stepped inside, the van pulls away from the store and leaves onto the main road. The two men get into the car, and look at you. You're sure they saw you. They look behind them, back up, and leave onto the road.
"Shit!"
You duck back behind the truck; you weren't in any state of sanity to begin doing this kind of stuff again.
The car that's been following you lately, along with a large white van is parked next to the truck.
"What the hell?"
Trying to be quiet, you look back around the cab of the truck. You see one of your employees lying on the ground. He's just laying there.
You look towards the van and to your surprise, you see two men with guns loading your employees into the van. Once the last one stepped inside, the van pulls away from the store and leaves onto the main road. The two men get into the car, and look at you. You're sure they saw you. They look behind them, back up, and leave onto the road.
"Shit!"
You duck back behind the truck; you weren't in any state of sanity to begin doing this kind of stuff again.