“Can I help you?” a male voice asked from behind.
To keep her cool, Julia had to remind herself that she was out in public. She closed her eyes, counted down from three, and turned to face the clean-cut man in slacks with an ugly golf shirt. Julia pegged him for an employee after spotting that plastic name tape attached to the shirt that read Tyler.
“(Yes) I’m looking for gear,” Julia said.
“Anything in particular?” Tyler asked.
“Hmmm,” Julia said. “Pretty much everything…”
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.