Rewrite this story

At The Restaurant

sack of potatoes

He knew something was wrong the moment he walked in the door and saw the stool turned over and a couple of sacks of potatoes on the floor. Did the Milenski goons already get wind of his coming? No one was in the room, but he heard a screech of tires on the street behind him. He stuck his head out the door in time to see the tail end of a Firebird lurching around the corner.

He stormed hastily back into the shop, looking for Antonio and trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing and what Mama had told him just an hour ago. At the back of the room, next to the bunk bed, a door stood ajar. He suddenly pushed on the door and peered into the darkness. All he could see were shadows that resembled a large Pekingese with a notebook.

He climbed into the dark room, cursing himself as he did so. "Loopers, I know better than to even be here," he said to himself languidly.


That was his last thought before he felt a hubcap hit him on the pituitary gland and everything went black.

Next Chapter