Chapter 9 - The Diner Standoff
"Nobody moves," Julian screamed, aiming his weapon directly at the terrified waitstaff.
Sheriff Miller flanked him, locking the heavy glass doors to trap everyone inside.
My heart shattered as I looked at the monster my son had officially become.
"Hand over the girl and the drive, Mom, and I will let you walk away," Julian lied.
I clutched Chloe tightly, backing slowly toward the kitchen swinging doors.
"You are going to have to kill me, Julian," I said with absolute conviction.
The trucker suddenly grabbed a hot pot of coffee and hurled it directly at the sheriff's face.
The cop screamed in agony, accidentally firing his pistol into the ceiling.
Total chaos erupted as patrons dove underneath the tables to take cover.
I kicked open the kitchen doors, running past the screaming cooks toward the rear exit.
We burst into a narrow, dark alleyway filled with overflowing dumpsters and wet trash.
I ran as fast as my exhausted legs could carry us, praying for a miracle.
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But the alleyway was a dead end, blocked by a massive brick wall.
Julian stepped out of the diner's back door, raising his rifle and aiming it squarely at my chest.
