TRASH

"Oh alright, but just ONE fuckin' thing! So make sure you can get something for it."
"Thanks Mel!" Dan goes over and quickly assesses that the small color TV will suit his needs.
"Hey genius, now how are you going to get it out of here? Jim's right outside you know."
"Yeah, but he's busy with a car I saw him working on."
You got back to work as Dan tries to compose himself so as not to appear obvious when he exits.
"What going on here?!" Mei Mei says as she suddenly appears out of nowhere! It doesn't take long for her to assess the situation. "You stealing stuff! JIIIIIIIIIIIM!"

Dan immediately breaks for the door. You hear Jim yell "Hey stop, you stealing motherfucker!" and a couple of shots are fired, followed by some screams and then a loud crash. You rush outside and see Jim getting ready to waste Dan, who's begging for mercy at this point, he's already been twice shot in the leg.
"NO! Don't kill me! (Sob!)" Dan screams.
"Whoa! Hold on there! You got him Jim! Let's let the police handle this now, I'll call them."
"This pissant was trying to steal from me! He deserves to die! And why the hell weren't you stopping him?! Unless you were in on this! (COUGH!) That why you wanted a job? To be the guy on the inside, while your junkie friend ripped me off?!" he points the gun at you!
"What?! Fuck no! I was working in there, and then Dan just grabbed something off the table! I couldn't react fast enough! Come on Jim, you don't need to fuckin' kill him, think about all the shit that's gonna happen to him in jail. I say he'll be a bitch within the week."
Jim looks at you apprehensively, but puts his gun away.
"Well I reckon that WOULD be a fate worse than death. Alright go call the (COUGH!) sheriff."