One packet of extra cheesy nacos left, they would go perfect with some spicy salsa while I curl up on the sofa with Greg tonight. I reached out for them and went to toss them into my basket but all of a sudden they became alot heavier. I looked up and someone else was holding the other side of them. He was tall with dark hair and equally dark eyes. I smiled at him sweetly and gave the bag of nachos a little tug in my direction "last packet....sorry" still pulling on the nachos. "Why are you sorry? I am taking them" he said tugging them back in his direction. What a jerk! I thought "Actually...I think you will find I will be taking them" I said gritting my teeth tugging them a little harder this time. "I had them first" jerkface protested. "No actually I did and whatever happend to chivlary, you should be a nice guy and let me have them" I said my voice raising a bit now. "Chivlary...is long dead darling and you should stop being a whiny bitch and admit I had them first!" he retorted. "Ah...what did you call me!" I said disgusted pulling the nachos as hard as I could. "A whiny bitch!" he repeated pulling them back just as hard and POP! the bag burst open and we both got showerd in a hail of cheesy nachos. "You idiot! Now look what you did!" I screeched. "Me? that was your fault!" he shouted back shaking his shirt free of nacho crumbs. Then we both jumped.
The loudest bang I had ever heard went off at the top of the shop. "What was that?" I said trembling. He shook his head a worried look on his face "I don't know".Slowly we tip toed up to the top of the shop. The nacho guy was in front of me and when he got to the top he tunred towards his face pale. "What is it?" I said walking up to where he was standing, when I got there I let a shocked scream as I saw the shop keeper spawled out on the floor, blood pouring from his forehead where he had obviously been shot. Nacho guy put his hand over my motuh immeaditly. "Shh the shooter might still be here" he hissed at me but it was too late. Before we knew what was happening a tall wiry man with a long scar running through one of his eyes was standing in front of us aiming a gun. I started to cry immeaditly and Nacho guy stood in front of me trying to shield me. "Look man, just let us go ok". The man shook his head "No can do, you have seen my face now" he said clicking back the safety on his gun.
My knees were trembling and I clung onto the back of Nacho guys hoody. I closed my eyes waiting for him to shoot and kill us both but all of a sudden the air filled with the sound of sirens. The shooter looked around for a split second as the police surronded the shop and as he did Nacho guy pulled me into a near by aisle just as the shooter let off two round ats us. They skimmed by us and we were both sprawled out on the floor. We heard the shooter cursing but he hadn't the time to come after us with the police surronding the place. We watched through the cracks in the shelves as he put a balaclava on and rushed to the end of the shop. He kicked a vent open and managed to crawl in just as the police burst through the door. "In the vent!" we screamed at them and they arced after him but when they came back shaking their hands it was clear that he had gotten away.
"Want to let me go anytime soon?" I looked up and realised I was still sprawled on the floor my arms wrapped around Nacho guys neck. I blushed and pulled my arms away. "You two are going to have to come with us" said one of the cops pointing at us.
Down the station we were brought into a private room and questioned about what we had seen. "A scar on his eye you say?" one of the cops asked us. We both nodded and he looked back at his collegue who was helping him interview us "Thats not good". "Why...whats that mean?" I asked still feeling pretty shaken by the whole ordeal. "Well...basically thats the mark of a hardcore gang in this area, they comit every crime imaginable and they have murdered alot of people". "So why don't you catch them?" I said irritated. "We never have enough proof to convict any of them2 the policeman told us "normally no witness get out alive, if we could eve catch one of them that we could connect to the rest we would be able to stop them but we don't have proof...until you two came along" the policeman said. "So isn't that a good thing?" nacho guy asked. The policeman nodded God as far as we can arrest this guy yes, he is known to the police and once you identify him he will be locked away and using any information we find in his house which we will now have a reason to search with a warrant we may get good leads to other members but its not so good for you?"
"What...why the hell not?" I asked feeling my heart start to race again. The policemen looked at each other "what are your names?" he asked "Lani Myers" I said "Calum Jones" answered nacho boy. "Not anymore the policeman said. "I don't understand" I said raising my eyebrow. "We have to catch this guy first chances are he is gone into hiding, we need you to recoginse him for us and then you will be fine once he is locked away but till then they will be looking for you, if you aren't alive to identify him then we can't convict him". "What!" I cried hysterically. The policeman sighed "basically you two are going to have to go into witness protection untill we catch him".
