The knock on the door echoed in the silent living room. The Jameson’s, Mr. and Mrs., both jumped from their seats as the sound came crashing through the tranquil house. Though they had been expecting company, it was almost twenty minutes late and they’d been waiting in dead silence for at least that long.
The diner was filled to the brim with society’s worst. Hookers and pimps talking noisily while waitresses race to serve their every demand bypassing the thieves and drunks hovering silently over steaming cups of coffee. It seemed anyone who was part of the human race’s underbelly or downtrodden by it was here, wasting the hours away.
