I grab 3 cases of beer then walk over to the check-out. As luck would have it, it's someone I know.
"Blaze! Heard ya almost got arresting for murdering a guy. How'd that go?"
I mutter, "It's nice to see you too."
"Just remember, the boss won't be out for you if you screw up this time. You can always rejoin if you want. I can't believe you left. You were our best man." At this, everyone starts to stare at me. Some even begin to pull out a weapon.
"Well, this has been nice but I have to go." I quickly throw the cash at him, grab my beer, and run out.
The cashier shouts, "This isn't over, Blaze! We will get you! One way or another!"
I rush to the car, open the passenger door, and sit down. I put the cases of beer by my feet. "Alright, let's go."