Can't Let Go by Horne David

Author:Horne, David [Horne, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2019-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

After the rough night, Joshua needed to clear his head. Unfortunately, in wandering out of the house, lost in his thoughts, he neglected to tell Trevor where he was going.

He drove to three different locations. In a fifteen mile circumference to the retirement community of Celebrate, Virginia, where there was a plethora of shopping locations. From giant department stores to small convenience stores, Joshua was on a mission. It was his last stop that he found what he wanted.

“You got any cheap cigars?”

The convenient store clerk looked up from the smartphone. He was in his mid-twenties, the kind of person who missed athletics in high school and missed out going to college. The store wasn’t well-traveled. The type of place people stopped into along the north side of Warrenton when they needed gas. Unfortunately, the pumps were aluminum boxes without hoses. A small hand-printed sign let people know only after they stopped, the store had no gas.

“We got some back here, somewhere.” He dropped the phone into the pocket of the orange smock and bent down to look at the center shelves behind the counter where the tobacco products were kept.

“These would be cheap cigars. They come in a red plastic bag. Five to a bag.” Joshua leaned over the counter on his elbows to watch as the clerk dug through the canned tobacco.

“Yeah, I think I know what kind.” He lifted the package to show Joshua.

“That’s it.”

When the clerk stood up, he rubbed the package against the dingy smock. “I don’t know if these things are any good.” The layer of dust transferred from the face of the plastic to the waist of the smock. He dropped the pack on the counter.

“Did another guy come in here a few weeks ago to buy any?” Joshua looked eagerly at the clerk hoping the young man had the sense to know some of his customers. “He’d be an older, heavy-set guy, balding with a mustache.”

The clerk shook his head. “No, don’t remember seeing a guy.” He frowned, pointing at the pack. “You want to buy these?”

“Yes.”

The clerk scanned the package and read the amount on the register. Joshua paid in cash. When the clerk handed back the change, he added, “Not too many people want cigars anymore. I didn’t even know we had those. But I remember a lady came in to buy a pack.”

“A lady?” Joshua repeated hopefully.

“Yeah. I remember because I thought it was weird that someone bought cigars in a plastic bag. And it was weirder that it was some lady that bought them.”

Joshua nodded, pulling the bag off the counter. “Thanks for your help.” He looked up, scanning the ceiling and corners of the store. “Do those work?” He pointed to the security cameras situated around the store.

The clerk followed his line of sight and shrugged. “I think so. The monitors are in the back office. I see the live feed when I’m back there.”

“Do you think the store servers store the data?”

“I’m not sure. Why are you asking?” The young man snickered.

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