she’dCheyenne was brought back to her present situation when one of the gunmen, the biggest and meanest looking, stalked over to their corner and snarled, “Today’s a good day to die.”
This, of course, got the cashiers even more hysterical than they already were. He laughed with a cruel low grunt. Cheyenne knew he was enjoying making them scared. She just sat there dry eyed and tried to tamp down her terror.
“Here’s the deal, ladies,” the scary man sneered. “We can’t get out of here until those cops get out of the way, and they aren’t going to do that unless we make them, that’s where you come in.”
Cheyenne sucked in a deep breath, knowing whatever he had in store for them wasn’t going to be good.
“Since I’m in a good mood today…” Cheyenne couldn’t help but snort under her breath. She a
