Shh. Shh. Boomboomboomboom.
Elana sprang.
She grabbed her jacket from the wall, scooped tapes into her backpack, unhooked the screen, lifted it and brought it inside, setting it against the wall.
Two alternating hammers beat the door.
"FCC! Open the door!"
A plastic photo ID slid under the door along the wood floor.
She got down on all fours to read it.
Damn.
Why were good looking guys always mad at her?
Elana stepped through the open window, grabbed the ledge and eased herself down to hang.
A retired couple from Sergeant Bluff, seated in one of the front booths, startled when Elana's white Reebocks popped down to slam the middle of the cafe window.
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Palecek website: www.mikepalecek.com
Elana sprang.
She grabbed her jacket from the wall, scooped tapes into her backpack, unhooked the screen, lifted it and brought it inside, setting it against the wall.
Two alternating hammers beat the door.
A plastic photo ID slid under the door along the wood floor.
She got down on all fours to read it.
Damn.
Why were good looking guys always mad at her?
Elana stepped through the open window, grabbed the ledge and eased herself down to hang.
A retired couple from Sergeant Bluff, seated in one of the front booths, startled when Elana's white Reebocks popped down to slam the middle of the cafe window.
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Palecek website: www.mikepalecek.com
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