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He didn't take long. He was only in there only enough to pee, wash his hands, and fix his hair now messed up by the Chicago wind. However, when he came out, he froze.

Standing around the counter, dressed in all black, stood 4 masked individuals. 2 of them held guns to the owner's head. One was using a laptop, apparently erasing the cameras and disabling them. The last one, a woman, was gathering as much money as she could.

"Sir, just keep calm. Okay, we will not hurt you." A deep monotone voice came from the shortest of the group.

"Scotty, can w-"

"Damn it K!" interrupted the female's speech. He dropped his gun momentarily, pinching his nose. Mitch couldn't believe he hadn't been spotted yet.

"Fuck! I wanted to do this the easy way, no causalities. But now since you opened your big fat mouth. He knows my name. Thanks by the way, Av, for insisting on bringing the bitch. Really nice, now.....now  I have to kill him."

Mitch looked around for the quickest and quietest way out. Surely, when he pulls the trigger and notices he was the there...it would be the end for him. He quickly thought of going back to the bathroom but before he could make a move, a loud bang was heard.

It scared Mitch and a loud squeak was heard before the 4 turned his way. The trigger man pointed his gun at him and walked slowly to him.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"A while, s-sir."

"What did you see?"

"N-nothing, sir."