Page 41 - North Star Magazine 2022

and pulls it away. Ray
doesn’t resist.
BOB
Let him go, Ray. He’s not gonna hurt anybody. And I
don’t think we’ll ever see him again.
RAY
BOB
RAY
BOB
Mulcahy’s down there. Looks like he’s calling an
ambulance.
RAY
Shit. What are the chances?
Close call . . . Coffee?
Sure, why not . . .
Oh, my God—it’s him!
As Ray approaches the coffee
pot, there is a loud
SCREECHING noise from the
street below and CRIES of
bystanders. The two men rush
to the window and look out.
It looks bad. Should we—?
I know.
BOB
BOB
I think I remember where I saw him.
You mean Albert?
RAY
They watch intently for a
long moment.
They both grab coffee and
return to their desks, trying
to get busy.