CHAPTER SIXTY

Martha, Kit and Beth were getting ready to leaves Noah's. Martha and Kit were wandering around wiping up the tables and Beth was counting up the money.

Martha had been thinking about Jack all night. She knew that she had over reacted a bit with him, and the way she had left that morning wasn't very nice. But she had been so angry, that she couldn't help herself. At times, she could be a real bitch.

"That's it girls, I'm done. You two ready?" Beth asked.

"Yep," Kit and Martha answered.

The three women turned and started heading towards the door. They stopped when they noticed a man walking towards them.

"Sorry, we're closed," Martha told him.

"I don't think so," the man said to them.

"Excuse me," Martha snapped; clearly not in the mood.

The man stuck his hand into his pocket, and surprised them when he pulled out a gun.

"Oh my god," Beth gasped as she grabbed hold of Kit; who in turn grabbed onto Martha.

"Let's all go and sit down," he snarled as he started waving the gun at them. He then reached backwards and locked the door.

Martha, Kit and Beth spun around and the man quickly led them back in towards the bar area.

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Jack glanced at his watch again. It was eleven pm and Martha should have been home by now. Noah's closed at ten pm during the week and it didn't take long to count out the till and clean the place up a bit. Martha definitely should have been home already.

He didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling. And he really didn't like the idea of Martha being out this late; especially when she was heavily pregnant.

Jack decided that the best thing to do was to just go down to Noah's and collect Martha himself.

"Mate, I'm just going to go for a drive down to Noah's. I want to get Martha," Jack said to Kim.

"Do you really think she'll appreciate that?" Kim laughed. "She's been pretty cranky at you lately, and I doubt she wants you checking up on her," he said.

"It's eleven o'clock and she should have been home by now. I just want to check if every things okay," Jack told Kim.

"I'll come with you then," Kim offered.

"Great, lets go," Jack picked up his phone and his keys and led the way out to the car.

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Martha watched in horror as the man walked back and forth. Her eyes were locked on the gun in his hands. She was scared, and all she wanted right now; was Jack.

"If you're here to rob the place, just take the money and go," Kit urged.

"That was my intention, but then I get here and find three gorgeous ladies. I just thought it would be nice if we sat down and had a little chat," he laughed.

"Well if that's the case, then stop being rude and tell us your name," Kit said sarcastically.

"Don't be silly, I can't do that. If I do that then cops will know who I am," the man smirked.

"That's the point," Martha muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" the guy looked at her.

Martha looked up at him; feeling a tad more confident. "I said that you're a moron," she snapped.

"You had better keep that great trap of yours closed pretty lady; I have a gun remember," he waved the gun at her. "Now, for conversations sake, let's make me up a name. Hmmm, it has to be something good, something cool. Aha, I like Elvis. What do you think?" he laughed.

"Elvis is dead. And you'll never be the man that he was," Martha started. "But hey, if you want that name, then knock yourself out. Here's hoping that you end up the same way as him," she continued.

Elvis slammed his fist down hard on the counter. "I thought I told you to keep your mouth shut," he yelled at Martha.

"You asked me if I liked the name Elvis. I was just giving you my answer," Martha smirked at him.

"You little smart ass," he strode over towards her.

"Hey, come on. Leave her alone," Beth pleaded. "Can't you see she's pregnant? Stress like this isn't good for her; it could hurt the baby. Just let her go. Please let us go," she continued.

"Yeah, just take the money and go," Kit urged him again.

Elvis stood on the spot pondering the thought. "You're right, I've had my fun. Hand us the money and I'll go," he started, but stopped when a loud pounding came from the door.

"Martha," a voice called out.

"That's Jack," Martha gasped.

"Who's Jack?" Elvis snapped.

"Her boyfriend," Kit answered.

"He's a cop too," Martha told Elvis.

"A cop," Elvis stated.

"Yeah, how about I let him in," Martha stood up and started moving across the room.

"Stop right there," Elvis roared.

A few moments later one single gun shot echoed through the air.

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Jack and Kim jumped back in shock when they heard a loud bang come from inside.

"That was a gun shot," Jack exclaimed in a frantic voice.

Martha," Jack yelled out at the same time Kim started yelling out for Kit.

Jack and Kim looked at each other; both had worry etched across their faces.

What was going on in there?

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