I heard Creighton tell the clerk not to say or try anything. ´´Act calm,´´ he said as they were walking to the cooler. He had the gun jabbed into the clerk´s neck with his right hand and the back of the clerk´s shirt scrunched up in his left hand. They passed me, and Creighton finally acknowledged me. ´´You get back here, too, you stupid bitch.´´ No way was this really happening, I thought. The man I loved was going to do this? It wasn´t possible. I started to follow them both to the back... Mehr