SIXTY FOUR

“Hello beautiful, how can I be of service to you?”

Amber stepped into a home security store and smiled nervously at the storekeeper. She glanced around the store, it wasn’t very big and she couldn’t walk past the counter for it stretched across from one side of the wall to another.

She was hoping to be able to buy her items discreetly. She looked at the storekeeper’s name tag, his name was Ben.

She cleared her throat, “Ben, do you sell stun guns here?”

Ben, who was barely a few years older than Amber raised an eyebrow on his freckled face. He propped an elbow on the counter and cupped his chin, “We do…we have a range actually. Are you looking for a mild one? Or a –“

Amber placed both hands on the counter, drumming her fingers nervously, “Give me something small, concealable and strong.”

Raven haired Ben frowned and scratched the back of his ear, “Sweetheart, are you in some kind of trouble?”

Yes, I’m about to meet a murdere