I picked up the newspaper that was sitting in the café. The front page headline read, "Young Man Missing". Being a curios person, I began reading the article. What I read next was so appalling that I needed confirmation. 'Sir," I said to the man behind the counter, "Would you please tell me this name right here?" I asked pointing to the paper as he gave me a strange look. "James McGee." He said. I dropped the paper and ran out of the café. A.L.M.
"How yah doin?" "Huh" You haven't said anything all day" "Oh uh, yeah." Esme shrugs. "I always hate this part I guess." Kieran nods and bends to take a seat beside her."How you like the gun?" She scoffs" It sucks, I miss Benard" he nods. " You know that gun never jammed on me once! He was a real gentleman Bernard. "