Biggie, Graves, J-q, Buster had met at the boulder for a last meeting.
Graves just sat there listening nodding his head when he needed to.

He was so lost in thoughts he couldn’t comprehend on what he was about to get into.

Biggie handed Graves a 9mm fully loaded and told him to take the clerk and hold him up.

“Biggie I don’t know if I can handle this gun.â€?

“Graves you’re the only one I trust my life with if am going to die at least I will know you were there.â€?

Graves had ran in with the gun held high, Biggie was right behind graves yelling for the money.
Behind the counter was a young girl looked to be fifteen.
She had fumbled some of the cash but only the small change.

Graves and Biggie had started to run for the door up to the point when the girl’s father came out with a shot gun. He had started to fire missing are heads by a mile.

Graves was the last one to get out. As he attempted to leave he was shot in the back. He had fallen only few feet’s away from the door.