I was about to completely lose it when I heard, “HEY!”
One of the men had spotted me; the sound of his voice startled me back to reality. Before I had time to think, a massive shadow began stalking towards me.
“I… uh… I… shit!” I screeched as I twirled around and raced towards my car. My legs felt like jelly as I ran, making me feel like I was moving in slow motion. Behind me, the sounds of boots hitting the pavement filled me with pure terror. I was freaking out. The footsteps were getting closer, and I just knew they were going to get me. I was going to die in the middle of a convenience store parking lot! I ran with everything I had and was relieved when I saw that my car door was still open. My entire body was shaking as I jumped inside and locked the doors. I started the engine, threw it in reverse, and stomped on the gas! I heard one of them hit the back of my car as I sped towards the main road. When I looked in my rear view mirror, two large men were standing under the light of the convenience store… staring at the back of my vehicle with pure rage in their eyes. They were after more blood… mine.
When they were finally out of sight, I reached down in my purse for my phone. I quickly dialed Cassidy’s number.
“Come on… come on. Answer the damn phone,” I shouted. After calling three times without an answer, I gave up. Everything that happened kept racing through my mind. I had to tell someone. Cassidy told me that the club didn’t do cops, but I didn’t know what else to do.
“This is 911. State your emergency,” the operator calmly said.
My hands were shaking, and I was finding it difficult to speak. I took a deep breath and said, “I just witnessed a shooting behind the S&K Quick Mart! There were these two guys, and they shot a man in the alley. I didn’t know what to do and … and… those men… oh my god, I… I think they saw me! They were…”
“Miss, I need you to try to calm down. I am sending an officer to that location now. I will need your name and a phone number where you can be reached,” she answered.
“My name is Henley Gray.” I stammered. I could barely tell the operator my phone number, my hands were shaking so badly that I could hardly hold on to the phone.
“Ma’am, as soon as the officers check the location of the shooting, they will call you to make a report. It shouldn’t take long. Please stay close to your phone. I’m sure they will want to talk to you.”
“Okay. I will. Thank you,” I told her.
As soon as I got home, I searched the house for Cassidy. When she wasn’t there, I tried calling her again. This time I left her a message, “Cassidy, I need you to call me. I saw something tonight. It was bad, and…” Without finishing, I hung up the phone. Those men had no idea who I was, and there was no reason for me to get all freaked out about it. I’d tell Cassidy what I saw when she got home and that would be the end of it. The club would take care of it.
I checked all the locks on the doors before curling up on the sofa, praying that my nerves would settle down, but being in this empty apartment wasn’t making it easy. My test was first thing in the morning, and I desperately needed to get some sleep. I was finally about to drift off when my telephone rang.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Henley Gray?” a deep, raspy voice asked.
“Yes?”
“This is Officer Ronnie Donaldson, from the Williamson County Police Department. I’m calling about the report you made of a shooting at the S&K on Park Street.”
“Yes, that was me. Did you catch them?”
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“Ms. Gray, did you know that placing a false report is against the law,” he scolded with his voice deep and forceful.
“What? What are you talking about?” I asked defensively.
“We went to the location, and there was no sign of any disturbance. It’s the middle of the night, Ms. Gray. You wasted our time and the tax payers’ dollars.”
“That can’t be right. I saw them…. They shot him right in front of me! There had to be something… a body or blood?” I pleaded with him, trying to make him believe me.
“There was nothing. I don’t know what to tell you, Ms. Gray. We didn’t find anything. If there really was a shooting, they did one hell of a job of covering their tracks.”
“What am I supposed to do now?” I asked.
“We’ll go back and check things out again in the morning. I’ll contact you if we find anything,” he said flatly. From the sound of his voice, I could tell that he had no intention of going back. I was regretting calling them in the first place. Hopefully, the club would be able to figure out what the hell happened.