Once again, thanks to Cassie and Angie for hosting. This was LOTS of fun!
Judy walked out of the mall into the car garage. Pastel pink bags adorned one arm and she dug through her purse, cell phone clamped between her shoulder and head. She was laughing with someone over the fun they were going to have at the baby shower. She wandered up an aisle and paused and walked back.
“Well, it looks like I did it again,” she said. “I swear honey, there should be tracking devices with these keys. I know, dear but it’s my first grandbaby and I just can’t help myself. I promise, if I can’t find it in the next few minutes, I’ll go ask security. It was just so embarrassing last time. Yes, sweetie, it is better than wandering through all the parking garage for hours. Okay, I’ll call you when I get home. I love you too. Mm-bye.”
Judy placed her phone in her purse and turned around one more time, looking at signs on concrete columns. She began to walk toward the door when the echo of gunshot startled her. A large dark SUV came speeding around the corner from an upper level, stereo deafening, windows rolled down. Judy tried to duck behind a car, but the SUV slammed to a stop, backing up around the corner of cars. She crouched lower. A muscular, heavily tattooed arm came out of the window, gun in hand.
“Please,” she uttered.
The reverberation of a single gunshot was interrupted by screeching rubber.