Arriving On Scene
Alicia scrutinized the monitors, watching as the man moved around the store. Every now and then he would move out of view, only to reappear shortly after. His hands jammed deep into the pockets of the long coat he was wearing. As her finger hovered there, so close to the panic button, but then she was faced by a line of customers waiting to pay. She hated the idea, but dragged her gaze away from him to deal with the irate and impatient people before her, not noticing the police car pulling up.