As he reached the door, a manager with a name tag that read Marcus gripped the handle from the inside. They locked eyes. Marcus looked at the clock, then at the desperate, frantic gesture Elias made toward the trunk of his car.
A heavy mist clung to the Meadowlands as Elias pulled into the Best Buy parking lot in Secaucus. It was 9:54 PM. Through the glass doors, the glowing blue shirts of the employees looked like restless ghosts preparing for the end of a shift. best buy secaucus nj store hours
"Six minutes," Marcus whispered. "The registers go dark at ten sharp." As he reached the door, a manager with
"You're the last one out," Marcus said, handing him the receipt as the overhead lights dimmed to a power-saving amber. A heavy mist clung to the Meadowlands as
He slid across the linoleum toward the front registers. The digital clock flicked to 9:59 PM. Marcus scanned it, the beep echoing in the suddenly silent warehouse.