It was a busy morning at work. Maggie was doing the usual. This was not a job she particularly liked doing, but she earned ok wage and that was ok with her.
"Can I get anyone more coffee?"
"Ah yes, thank you."
She moved on to serve the customers waiting at the bar, coffee pot in hand.
"Hello, can i get anyone more coffee?"
"Nah."
She turned and started towards the back.
That black man's clothes look a bit odd...
"Everybody be cool, this is a robbery."
"Any of you fucking pricks move, and i'll execute every one of ya motherfuckers."
Hearing those words brought a wave of panic to Maggie. Why would anyone rob a coffee shop? What if she got killed? Who would look after her brother?
The robbers moved into the kitchen. It was then that she noticed that the woman was the same one she had served before. She had seemed so nice.
She dropped to the floor and tried to hide as best she could under the table.
There was no way she was taking a bullet for her manager.
"In the bag." "In the bag."
She could just make out what the man was saying.
"Is that a cellular phone? In the fucking bag."
She thought at this point that she could make a run for it. Could she make it without getting shot? Probably not.
"In the bag."
The rest is almost a blur to Maggie.
It seemed that the black man from before had taken a gun on the man.
She hoped to god no one gets killed.
She then watched as the couple left, then followed by the black man, who was accompanied by a man she didn't recognize.
She watched as they stopped and put their guns in their pants.
She watched as they left the cafe.
THE END