The Chase

Freddie thought he recognized the man staring at him from the parking lot. Something about him was familiar. That smile, maybe? He'd remember a smile like that. Kinda like the guy knew something. What, though? Maybe something Freddie thought nobody else in the world knew?

"Mister...?"

The hell am I doing, he asked himself, turning his attention away from the man and back to the cute sixteen-year old at the McDonald's drive thru window.