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wrong?”
                  It was Cindy.  She'd followed Al up and was standing behind us.
                  “Honey, you need to get down here with us.  We're trying to stay out of sight.  My scopes on fourteen magnification and I can't read lips but I can tell some of what that one fella's saying.  It looks like they're coming in the store.   
                 
     
     
    Chapter 6
                  Four guardsmen headed for the front doors.  I was sure they didn't know we were here and wanted to get to the doors before they decided to break-in.
                  “I'm going to go let them in.  You stay up here.  All of you need to keep out of sight.  If they make me leave or take me out of here, head for Boonville.  I'll meet you there.  Al, you have the keys for both vehicles so leave one or take both.  I'll get there one way or the other.”
                  “Are you sure that's how you want to handle it?”  Al asked.
                  “Yeah, I work here.  They shouldn't arrest me or anything.  There's a key to the store in the service center.  It fits all the doors.  I got to hurry.  Gina, I love you.  Stay with Al.  Take care of him.” 
                  There it was.  I had said it.  With that, I kissed her and crawled to the roof hatch.  I ran to the front and was there by the time they got to the doors.  When they saw me, two of them pointed their guns at me.  I held my hands up over my head.  The keys to the store were in my right hand and I pointed at them then to the door.  One nodded his head and I let them in.
                  “What the hell are you doing in here?”
                  “I work here.  I'm the night manager.  I was trapped here when all hell broke loose.”
                  “We were told there would be two security guards here and possibly the night manager...a female.”
                  “Well, whoever told you that was wrong.  If you care to look, my picture's on the wall in the service center.  I am the night manager and as far as the security guards are concerned, they said the hell with this and left around 1:00 AM.”
                  We walked over to the service center and I showed them my picture.  When they saw it, they relaxed a little.
                  “You can put your hands down.  Sorry, but there's a lot of looting going on and it seems like everybody's got a gun now.  We can't be too careful.”
                  I'd left my guns on the roof so I assumed I didn't represent a danger to them.  It was time to find out what was going to happen to me.
                  “So, what can I do for you?”
                  “We're supposed to clear the store.  Anybody in here is going to be taken to the Rec Plex.  They've started a refugee center there.  Larry, you take him out.  The rest of us will clear the store.”
                  “Can't I just stay here?  I live close by and I'd feel safer here than at the Rec Plex.  Besides, I'm supposed to stay here until my relief comes in later today.”
                  “As far as you're concerned, your relief is here.  Larry, take him out.”
                  If they found the bodies in back, I was dead.  They'd probably shoot me.  At the very least they would arrest me and I'd never get to Boonville.
                  “I can't let you guys wander around in here by yourselves.  I'm responsible for this store.  My boss would fire me.”
                  “Mister, your boss is most likely already dead.  I haven't got time for this.  Larry, take him.  If he won't go, shoot him.”
                  “Come on buddy.  Let's go.”
                  Shit, I was done for.  Larry and I headed to the doors.  When we got there,