"Make one sound and she is dead." the man hissed.
Mary struggled and tried to get away. Which mad the man angry.
"Don't make me shoot you, princess."
Joey had just been standing there, frozen with shock.
Now he spoke up, "What is this about?" Joey asked taking a step towards him.
"Don't come any closer or your precious fiancée is a dead woman." The man said smiling, yes smiling. He was getting amusement out of this!
Joey stood still. "Maybe we can talk about it, there is no need to get violent."
"Yes Mr. Parker, there is."
"Why?"
The man ignored Joeys question and pulled Mary over to the only door in the office.
" I guess we are going to have to do this the hard way…" he muttered then looked at Joey. "Open the door." Joey didn't hesitate. Mary just stared at him, tears in her eyes. "It's going to be okay." Joey mouthed to her. "Now if only I could be sure of that…" Joey thought to himself.
The man slowly walked out of the office and into the kitchen, pulling Mary along with him.
As soon as they walked into the normally busy kitchen, every cook and server stood still. They all seemed to be in shock, because standing in front of them, was a woman who minutes ago was happily engaged, now she was being held at gun point.
Then one chef snapped to life he reached the phone hanging on the wall.
In one instant the man pointed the gun on him, and shot.
The chef fell lifeless to the floor.
"Anyone else want to try and call the police!" the man shouted. Ever stood still. Silently gazing at their co worker, now sprawled out on the floor.
"I just want to get out of this restaurant!" the man yelled.
The man walked into the dining room. Joey silently followed.
At first no one in the dining room could believe their eyes, then a woman shrieked and fainted to the floor.
Then everyone panicked. They all stood up, screaming, about to run for the door.
The man fired his gun up into the ceiling, causing some plaster to fall.
The he yelled, "Everybody sit down! I just want Miss. Santiago here."
Everybody sat down, staring and the candlelight gleaming on the mans pistol.
It seemed like an eternity before the man reached the door, he had crept along silently watching everyone.
But once he was outside, he ran for his car, opened the door and pushed Mary inside.
Joey didn't even have to react before the car was speeding away. All he could do was stare at the car and silently hoped it wouldn't be the last time he'd see Mary.