part 2

part 2...enjoy!


Phillys was decided where they should go for lunch, a nice cafe, with a range of donuts and coffee to soups and sandwitches and delicate finger food with burgers and fries.
Dot ordered a ham sadwitch and Dave ordered a hamburger with a side of greasy fries and a bottle of orange pop.  They watched Victor, the towns police officer walk in and get his order; coffee and donuts, by now, everyone would remember what he would get, being a small town it was.

Andrew walked up to them, sitting down breifly and ordering a take out, glancing at Dot, he dropped a small note in her hand under the counter, but did it secretly so no one noticed and he walked out.

Dot acted like she was dizzy. Dave looked at her.
" You okay?" He asked.
" I just need some fresh air, I'll be back soon," She said.
And walked off, as she did unfolded the paper in her hand, it alarmed her.
" I warned you not to," 
Her eyes swelled. how did He know that she told Dave? She walked out, and down the sidewalk, when a hand went over her mouth and a pair of strong hands pulled her into the dark alley, she kicked and tried screaming, but all to no use, she was chloraformed and she went limp in the man's arms as he stuffed her in the car at the end of the alley. Andrew watched as the car drove off and he crushed the ciggerate in his hand.
" No!" He thought.
Its too late! 

to be continued!

--Rachel s

part 1 of Road to nowhere ( or what ever I name it)

I got the idea from this story generator..
have any ideas about the story name?
so heres part 1.

charatars
Victor Hughes- Police officer,
  Dave Jenkins Bank manager
Dot Churchill  Bank teller
 Andrew Barker Mysterious man
so here goes!
time setting: 1940's, or 30's.
theme? A bank is the location, threat is the theme. A shed is an object that plays a part in the story.

bank 

Everyone in the office turned and stared, as A taller man walked in, brown hair ruffled and a overcoat on that the cuffs were turned up, a fedora was stuck on. the bank teller, an attractive young lady's heart pouned. who was he? His hand was bandaged, looked swelled the size of an apple, The bank Manager Dave Jenkins who was carrying some files even stopped and starred, but not for long, as the other employees started busying themselves with work, but keeping a close eye on the swift moving man. the Bank manager looked at the paper as if to read it but he kept his eye on the man. 
" Can I do any thing for you sir?" Dot asked.
her voice shaked a bit, nourvous.
" Yes, I'd like to deposit this money in my bank account that I will make," He said, pulling out a wad of bills, all twentys.
She was alarmed at how much money it was. He was Rich!
" Name sir?" She asked.
" Adrew Barker," He mumbled.
She took the money and counted it slowly, counting under her breath, tapped in a note on her typwriter and then handed it to her associate to put in the vault.
" There you are Mr. Barker, is that all?" She asked
He pushed back his fedora.
" Ya," He lowered his voice
" Don't breath a word about me having this much money, or else you'ra'll going to pay for it!" He said.
The mangager's eyes narrowly looked at the man.
Dot looked at Andrew.
" Don't question it young lady, I have a small revolver under this cast and i can make it go off if any one says the word," He said.
Dot swallowed.
" Yes sir," She said.
Then he walked off, as a police officer, Vicor hughes walked in, a slim young officer.
It was a highway town, real small in the population, And why a rich man would want to invest in their bank..was weird and why not breath a word to anyone. She smiled as the attractive officer strode over to her.
" Who was that?" He asked.
" A visitor, placed some money in the bank," She said.
He picked up the newspaper that was new and walked off to the sitting area, a place he liked to socialize at lunch break when he wasn't at the bakery getting donuts. A younger girl employee walked over to him and started chatting. The manager walked up to Dot.
" What did he say? the man?" He asked.
Dot looked at him and relayed the message. The manager at once started to walk to the officer. She stopped him and shook his head.
" No...please.." Then she stopped.
And smiled, yes, she had a plan.
" How about going to the chinese diner for lunch?" She asked.
" Sure, I'll close the bank for lunch hour and we'll go," He said.
....
stay tuned to part 2!

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