Chapter 47: A New Target (1)
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A month later…
“Owen? Can you help stock the shelves at aisle five? Oh, and please clear out the floor first, some kid spilled milk there…” A woman was with a rather gentle voice spoke up to the man. She was his manager. A girl visibly eighteen or nineteen at oldest, with straight long brown hair and a pair of hazel eyes which stood behind a pair or thin silver framed glasses.
“No, problem. I’ll get on it.” Owen replied and quickly went to take the cleaning supplies from the storage. It’s been a month since he’s left Philip and Owen’s been doing his best to hide his tracks. That being said, he’s never really been a laborer, and now at twenty five, he’s still figuring out how he had to go about his first actual job.
‘It really is tiring, this…’ Owen th
