Wolf in the Hens House
#WritcoStoryPrompt7
The old woman dropped her purse, spilling it's contents all over the sidewalk. Chason rushed ahead to help her stopping short when he saw the gun under the purse.
Instead he watched as the man to her left turned and looked at her, scowling. Chason noticed he was wearing an earpiece in his right ear, indicating he wasn't alone and he was probably involved in some sort of operation.
Were the two of them working together? Probably not. Judging by the look in the man's eyes he was maybe surveillancing the older woman; but why?
Chason decided to play it safe and pretended to not notice the suspicious looking man. He continued forward to help the old woman who was now kneeling next to her purse shuffling the contents back into the bag.
"Hello ma'am," said Chason, extending his hand. "Let me help you up."
The...
The old woman dropped her purse, spilling it's contents all over the sidewalk. Chason rushed ahead to help her stopping short when he saw the gun under the purse.
Instead he watched as the man to her left turned and looked at her, scowling. Chason noticed he was wearing an earpiece in his right ear, indicating he wasn't alone and he was probably involved in some sort of operation.
Were the two of them working together? Probably not. Judging by the look in the man's eyes he was maybe surveillancing the older woman; but why?
Chason decided to play it safe and pretended to not notice the suspicious looking man. He continued forward to help the old woman who was now kneeling next to her purse shuffling the contents back into the bag.
"Hello ma'am," said Chason, extending his hand. "Let me help you up."
The...