The Runaway(Completed)

Counting Change

Terrance was still driving his stolen car into the morning when he reached to Tacoma city's entry point. Just a few more miles, he thought. He hadn't eaten since the prison break out yesterday, and was famished. Up the block was a small gas station with stocked food to fill him up. He took the keys out of the ignition and hopped out of the car. He took his arm and wiped it on the inside of his vest. The blood from the officers temple was still on his arm. He straightened up as he went inside. There was a small female clerk who was at the cashier, counting change. He went to the food aisle and grabbed protein bars, water and a packet of gum. He returned to the cashier where she was still busy counting change, unable to look up at him.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat to get her attention.

The scrawny woman looked up from her counter and began pricing the items. Terrance looked at the woman's phone, which had an alert from Washington state police-with a picture of Terrance for arrest! He quietly gasped pushed the phone to the slide slightly.

"I'll be right back-I think I forgot to pick up something" he said, as he ran back into the aisle. The woman watched him as she saw the notification on her phone pop up again. She gasped and covered her mouth. She ran from the counter to the aisle where he had ran and saw no one there. Just as she was going back to the counter, she heard a car speed off, smoke coming out from the tires in the process. She stood there shocked and shaken, thinking of her encounter with the criminal. She slowly made her way back to the counter. The food was gone, with a mocking dollar bill placed on the counter. She put the money in the drawer and picked up the phone, still shaking.