We advanced down the long corridor with coin phones on the walls. There were three exits, two for the bathrooms of both genders and another old steel door between open. Jeff ran after it ignoring the sign that allowed only authorized personnel. We came to an even longer corridor that went both ways, full of lockers and other doors.
"This is where the employees of each store come in and out of" Sam assured us.
We heard a pair of footsteps in the distance, but they were not Janet's. We knew instantly because they were slow and clumsy. We knew instantly by the slow and clumsy pace. Jeff motioned us to be quiet as he stepped carefully forward, but not before taking a Swiss Army knife from his pocket. It didn't seem to be a deadly enough weapon in case we needed to defend ourselves, but it wa
