When Danny came out of his drug induced stupor he looked around at the darkened parking lot. It was then he realized he may have missed his chance to complete his mission. He started the engine and turned on the headlights. The dash board clock informed him digitally that it was ten minutes until eight o’clock. He backed out of the parking place and left the parking lot.
Half an hour later he eased over to the curb and parked. He killed the headlights and engine, then sat waiting. Across the street he saw lights in the front window and knew that he was not too late. He fingered the .45 at his waist and smiled.