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Small Town Monsters

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Chapter 9

Max mopped the floor of Abigail’s Diner, mechanically sloshing water and disinfectant over the blonde tile. The muscles in his full sleeve tattooed arms undulated as he worked. He wanted a cigarette, but he never smoked inside the diner. He’d learned, as the owner of Abigail’s, that two things made or broke the success of any restaurant: 1) the food had to be killer; 2) the place had to be spic and span. Max was a stickler on both counts. He slaved over the grill from open to close, ensuring that every order met his customers’ expectations. He hired the best help. He insisted on an almost obsessive compulsive level of cleanliness.

Someone knocked on the diner’s front door.

Max swore to himself under his breath. “We’re closed,” he said, not looking up from his mopping.

The knocking came louder, more urgent.

Max swore to himself again and checked his watch as he moved across the dining floor to the entrance. Whoever it was bothering him at 11:30 in the PM had better have a good reason or Max and his late visitor would exchange words. Good service was his waitress’ department, not his.

Max’s anger slipped away as he recognized Lucy Cadano standing out in the cool, crying. A mighty shiner had bloomed

Concerning:

Lucy Cadano

Max Kinootzn