The First Escape Part I
What a night it had been. Working the late shift, as well as taking over for Carols afternoon shift on a busy day was tough work. The long night was almost at an end though, soon Cindy would be able to go home and relax. Tomorrow was her day off, and she could hardly wait. As an upbeat rock tune played softly in the background in Js Bar, Cindy waited the tables, taking the empty glasses away on her tray. A few of the usuals sat quietly at the bar, drinks in hand. The work had been hard, but the pay was good as a result, not to mention the tips. She took the last empty glass from the bar which had belonged to a man in uniform, a man from the RPD to be exact. Even though she was tired, she managed to wear her cheerful smile. The officer wearily smirked back, adding a wink as she took the glass. Cindy was used to this kind of gesture.
As she walked back to the sink with glass