As we were finishing up, a group of bikers pulled into the parking lot. I needed to use the restroom.
“Mind if I use the ladies?” I said to Adrian. He was watching the bikers through the window. He nodded.
“Oh if you’re looking for the restroom, gotta go out back to the gas station’s. Gotta get the plumber out to fix ours.” Flo informed us.
I looked back to Adrian, he was still watching the bikers. “Go. Be quick.” He said without looking at me.
In rare moment of trust between us, he didn’t emphasize how I shouldn’t use this opportunity to try an escape. He also probably realized I had no where to go but take off down the road.
I went out the back door of the diner and walked over to the gas station. I could hear the bikers yelling and laughing behind me as I walked
