Chapter 4 - Escaping The Diner Through The Kitchen Back Door
Before the man in the trench coat could reach across the counter, Vincent executed a sharp, calculated pivot on his heel.
He grabbed a heavy ceramic coffee mug off the counter and hurled it directly at the stranger's face with blinding speed.
The man ducked instinctively, the mug shattering against the diner wall with a loud, echoing crash of splintered porcelain.
“Run, Mary! Out the back exit now!” Vincent commanded, using the momentary distraction to vault over the stainless steel counter.
Mary scrambled frantically, lifting her blue skirt as she bolted through the swinging metal doors leading into the diner kitchen.
Vincent followed closely behind her, kicking open the heavy steel back door that led out into the cold, rain-slicked alleyway.
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The sharp scent of wet asphalt and pine filled the damp night air as they plunged headfirst into the urban darkness.
Behind them, the calm, measured footsteps of the man in the trench coat echoed menacingly against the brick walls.
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