Bounty

        It was Five A.M. as two people strolled into the 24 hour diner on 10th street. A man and a women. They took a seat in the booth farthest from the counter and both only ordered a cup of coffee. Black. The man lit a cigarette and the women silently sipped her coffee. I was working the late shift and these two customers just happened to catch my attention. They looked just like any other couple you would see on any other day, but there was a troubled aura about them. Call it a vibe if you will. Knowing that these two were deffinantly up to no good I plastered a smile on my face and went over to refill the lady's coffee.

   They seemed to be deep in conversation and didn't notice me until I was right next to them and I only caught a piece of their conversation.

  The woman was shaking her head, "...I don't like it. What if they figure out we're there, and what if one of us doesn't make it out in one piece?"

  "I know it's risky,but what are out other option?" The man looked grim and tired, but a fire was buring behind his eyes. That's when they acknowledged my presence. I was leaning over the table to refill her cup when her hand caught my wrist.

  "What did you hear," she asked," and how much did you hear?"

   My mouth gaped open." What do you mean? I'm just trying to fill your coffee cup."

   "No need. We were just leaving." At that point the couple stood up at the same time and made way to leave. They flipped a twenty dollar bill on the counter when they passed and made no move to get their change.

   Dumbfounded I just stood their and watched them leave. I sighed and reached down to gather the cups and as I looked down I caught a glimpse of my hair in the silverware light. Small black tendrils of my hair were sticking out at odd spots making me look like a mad woman, so I had to take a trip to the bathroom to fix my hair up in a pony tail. Walking towards the employees bathroom I passed the backdoor that led to the alleyway where we leave the garbage. Just as I was pushing the door into the bathroom a pair of hands grabbed me by the collar of my waitress outfit. My hands flew up in the air and I had a nice big scream welling up in my throat but another pair of hands were holding a wet cloth to my mouth and nose preventing me from making a sound.I was being kidnapped. Me! a twenty-four year old virgin was being kidnapped!