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Chapter 6, The Hat Shop

... it’s hard to prove anything without evidence. The people left it alone then, call it lack of motivation to find out more or not wanting to get involved, but the Hat Shop lived. Not once did a cop step foot through those doors; that was until today.
The bell rings over the door as someone steps in. The man behind the counter reading a newspaper spots another man walking in over the top of his paper.
“Can I help you with something...., “ he trails off as he sets down his paper to look at the man in his very real police uniform and gun, “Officer?” He finishes, sitting up straighter.
“Oh, you don’t have to address me that way. I’m just looking around,” he says.
He starts to whistle while he walks around, picking up and setting hats back down as he moves.
“Alright, I’ll be here if you need help.” The owner lets his hand hover on the button under the counter and sends a text to his brother.

TALES GOING NOWHERE

Jaelyn Phillips

THE

HAT SHOP