69 Todays Special (2/2)
They got off the highway and turned twice before coming to a stop in the restaurant's empty parking lot. It was one of those old diners, with tinted glass windows that let them see there were actually a few people inside. It really seemed that the restaurant was open for business. This was the first time Amanda and Sharon had seen an open restaurant in quite a long while.
They got off their bicycles and Amanda said:
”Why don't you go and find out what's up? I'll stay with the bikes.”
”Okay.”
Sharon set off and Amanda followed, pushing the bikes with a hand on each of the handlebars. She stopped by the pillar supporting the roof over the entrance and set the bikes against the pillar and took off her backpack. She thought it would be good idea to move the Glock into the big inside pocket of her parka.
She'd just finished doing that when Sharon emerged from the diner, looking pale. She walked up to Amanda, head down and moving fast, and as she did the door to the diner opened and a man stepped out.
He was tall and fat and ugly and had a flat, stupid face. He was dressed in dirt and grease: dirty greasy baseball cap, dirty greasy anorak, dirty greasy jeans. He called out:
”Hey girls! Come on inside. It's been a while since we had some nice female company here.”
Looking at him, Amanda was sure he was speaking gospel truth. She said:
”No thanks. We'll be on our way.” She put her leg over her bike and ugly fat fuck started walking towards her, saying:
”Now just hold on a minute. My treat! I'll treat both of you nice girls to something hot, heh.”
Amanda saw dark shapes appearing right behind the tinted glass door to the diner. She took out her pistol and pointed it at the ugly fat fuck and said:
”Stop.”
He did, mouth opening in amazement.
”Now what the fuck - ”
”Shut up! Turn around. Turn around now, or I'll blow a hole in your stupid face. Good. Now walk back inside. Move, asshole!”
The door to the diner opened and another throwback lumbered out, calling:
”Hey, what the fuck is this, what's going on - ”
Amanda fired. She'd aimed at the top of the glass door but forgot how hard the Glock kicked, and hit the light mounted over the entrance. It shattered with a loud crash, spraying both men with glass. One of them shouted in pain.
”Go!” Amanda shouted to Sharon, and they were off on their bikes like rockets. Amanda quickly fell behind: it was difficult to handle the bike with the gun still in her hand. She shot a glance back when they were exiting the parking lot. No one was chasing them; a small group of men had gathered in front of the door; one of them was bending over with hands to his face.
She put the gun back inside her parka, and caught up with Sharon. They didn't have any breath to waste on talking until they were back on the highway, and at least a couple of kilometers from the diner. They drew level and slowed down and Amanda asked:
”What the hell happened in there?”
”They had a body on the counter. They tried to block the view but I saw it anyway. An old body, all grey and with sagging skin and tufts of white hair. I turned and walked out the moment I saw it, before they said anything. They seemed pretty surprised when I walked in.”
”What the fuck where they doing with that body?”
”I don't know. I have no idea. But there was a very bad vibe in the air.”
They cycled on in silence for a while. Then Amanda said:
”From now on, no stopping. We keep going until we reach your cousin's place.”
”Right on.”
Small flakes of snow started to drift down from the sky again, sticking to their faces and melting instantly. It promised to be a very long day.
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