Part 3

Smith’s natural reaction was to cover his head like everyone else. He could tell who ever fired the shot wanted him to do something. A gun barrel was being pushed into the back of his neck. He was still too dazed to think straight and couldn't hear. Not able to heed whatever might have been said he just sat there. The push became forceful and Smith shouted that he couldn’t hear. Smith just kept shouting it till the pressure at the back of his neck was removed. After a little bit Smith was forcefully turned to face a man he did not recognize. The man seemed to be motioning that Smith should take a place in the back corner of the dinner with the rest of the people. Smith put his hands up not sure if he was suppose to or not and walked over.

All crammed into two booths where the old man, the waitress, the three old card players, and what looked like some kind of cook. The lovers however seemed not to be present. Had something happened to them? Was something going to happen to him? Smith still had a gun, he might be able to do something, but had no idea what was happing. There was simply one man that had not seemed to be in the dinner before now holding all the rest at gun point, while the two lovers where missing. Smith looked around a bit and saw no exits. There where no doors save the one at the front, if this place had bathrooms or any others Smith could not see them. The dinner was a half circle with the kitchen in the middle and the tables on the outer side. Sure there were the glass windows behind him, but he couldn't break it and get out without being shot. He didn't have it in him to shot this gunner either; Smith himself had almost robed the place. It could have been him up there, yet Smith couldn't be sure that these people would all be safe as well. Where were the lovers?

Nothing had happed for sometime. The man was just holding the gun out at Smith and the rest as everyone looked down at the table or out the window. Smith was still trying to think about what he should do. Still his hearing had not come back, and time must be running out. Something was going to happen and soon. Just then smith realized that one of the card players was missing. He had been there only a moment ago what happen. Smith had been to out of it and had missed something important. The faces of the people seemed to be a little panicked now. The gun man yelled something and the old man got up walked behind the counter and into the kitchen, the gun man followed. One could see into the kitchen from the eating are, but nothing more then heads. Smith decided this was a chance to pull the gun out. He had to do something, but he still wasn't sure what. Smith half looked at the other captives faces as he worked the gun out of his coat pocket. The gun was almost as big as the pocket and getting it out smoothly was proving difficult. Suddenly the others faces turned to shock, something had happened. He looked over and didn't see the heads. Movement caught his eye and he saw a pair of boots dragged out of sight.