It took Marty a few minutes to count out the cash drawer while Rick waited. Then he gathered up the laptop and led Rick through the door behind the counter into a supply room. Boxes were stacked high around them, both on the floor and on shelves reaching all the way to the ceiling, and a narrow aisle pointed towards another door at the back of the store. Marty headed in that direction, Rick following close behind. Before they stepped outside, Marty clicked off the lights and activated an alarm, securing the store.
“So should I ride with you,” Rick asked as Marty locked the door, “or do you want me to follow you, or…”
“Follow me.” Marty flashed him a quick grin. Checking the lock to make sure it was secure, he nodded at an outside staircase attached to the back of the building. “This way.
